Sorry to disappoint you…
But I have to come to acknowledge…
That this bridge…
Of secrets, faith and hope
...
With the dawn of the day…
Thoughts I kept at bay…
Spring upon me…
Shout at me to let them free…
...
Set about in motion
Keeping in mind the notion
Of moving
Keep moving…..
...
i am a seventeen year old girl. i guess i'm a sensitive and bit crazy. i love poetry. when i'm sad, i write a poem... when i'm happy, i write a poem... when i'm bored, u guessed it...i write a poem...)
Bird Of Freedom
Sorry to disappoint you…
But I have to come to acknowledge…
That this bridge…
Of secrets, faith and hope
Can never be crossed…
Never! ! ! Ever! ! !
U cannot understand me…
Neither can you ever set me free…
Enclosed in this cage of nose…
Only one thing can ever happen…
That is shattering of my hopes.
Only imaginary things can be sharpened here…
All real things are far from reach…
Given to other people…this mould…
Of the clay of my hopes…
My dreams…
My life…
Never given a chance in real…
Never! ! ! Ever! ! !
Cage is golden…
With lots of food…
Great adornments…
But…
The bird seeks freedom…
Seeks the choice of food it can eat…
Even if it is scanty…
It has great owners…
Kind and sweet…
Future determined by them…
Clean and neat…
No struggle…
For the food it seeks…
But still it dreams…
Of only thing it needs…
To touch the sky…
Bright bright blue…
Hopes and wishes…
For this to come true…
Even if the owners can never understand her…
Never! ! ! Ever! ! !