07 Jul

Now, I am,
In thy cage,
Pleading, for all I want.
My friends fly as they wish, ‘frisky flight.
At their will.
So ‘what if they are better fliers,
Will I learn if I don’t?
They don’t have any silver wings,
Hence, I learn no difference here.
Let’s just say you are one of those coward masters,
Who seek no confidence in their own preaching.
But, I don’t see this happening anymore,
A couple of years from now,
When I will,
Fly away, forever,
To live, at my will,
To fly, as I wish,
No looking back again, ever.

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Posted by on July 7, 2012 in Poems


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