Sayeed Abubakar

Gold Star - 14,259 Points (21 September 1972 / Jessore / Bangladesh)

A Caged Bird - Poem by Sayeed Abubakar

I am like a caged bird
that doesn't ever get tired
to find the way to fly
in the lovely blue sky.

I will fly, float and run
in the deep blue ocean.
I will sing when I roam;
Then I will come back home.

Topic(s) of this poem: love

Poet's Notes about The Poem

Love of freedom

Comments about A Caged Bird by Sayeed Abubakar

  • (3/11/2014 3:02:00 AM)

    Simple but meaningful, short in size though bears a long imagination and at last backs to patriotism. Very good, Mr. Abubakar, the poet A++ (Report) Reply

    Sayeed Abubakar Sayeed Abubakar (10/17/2015 8:45:00 AM)

    Very nice comment. Thank you very much.

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  • Musfiq Us Shaleheen (2/14/2014 12:07:00 PM)

    All we are caged... but see that flying to the blue skies and sometimes over the skies, , , , , , ,
    and come back again to our silent home......
    this reality........
    nice cohesiveness between imagination and reality.........
    Absolutely fabulous writing.......
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  • (10/7/2013 11:17:00 PM)

    Wonderful sentiments, freedom sought is worthy of inspiration! (Report) Reply

  • Jesus James Llorico (6/14/2013 9:09:00 PM)

    a beautiful poem, life's journey to reality. (Report) Reply

  • Farah Ilyas (6/5/2013 2:09:00 PM)

    Man has desires more deep than the oceans & sea, unsatisfied until at the hour of end...this poem shows the very same idea...great, keep writing (Report) Reply

  • S.zaynab Kamoonpuri (5/31/2013 6:31:00 AM)

    A very lovely poem in excellent flow i enjoyd readin. So dis bird comes back home then its a bit free. I hope u read mine too. (Report) Reply

  • Hasan Khan (5/30/2013 6:26:00 AM)

    Chacha darun likhechen....Hats off chacha! (Report) Reply

  • Hazel Durham (5/30/2013 6:04:00 AM)

    Dreams are a fantasy which keeps us happy in whatever situation we find ourselves in!
    Excellent write! !
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  • (5/29/2013 12:21:00 AM)

    Best to be a dreamer in that situation. I remember seeing a wild bird caged and battering its body against the bars until its spirit was broken. That was a sad event for me. I suppose once tamed it may have become a dreamer too. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 27, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, March 11, 2014

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