Once there was an elegant bird
that used to fly in the highest height
a bright flash of elegant white
floating like a cloud in the blue sky.
Cruel fate brought him down
destiny planned for his ruin
he lay there on the ground
bleeding, helpless waiting for end.
Two gentle hands picked him up
held him oh so tenderly
nursed his wounds from body and soul
brought back second life in him.
But he was too scared to fly again
even though his nurse tried in vain
then one fine morning she took him
to the top of the hill nearby.
She threw him up with all her might
before the bird could know his wings
were flapping again in wild delight
soon he was touching again the skies.
wild wind blows free
13 years ago
2 comments:
Yeah, I hate people who cage birds as pet......
It is always wonderful to see birds in flight.....
Congrats......nice one.
Peace
dear selbon,
i have only once kept caged birds, budgerigars, and i really hated to see them cry out at the parrots which were frequent visitors of my ancestral home.
but i could not set them free as they are australian birds, but i promised myself that i wont be the reason behind such torture again (i was so happy when they themselve broke the net of the cage and flew away in stealth).
i love wild birds, and animals (wild/pet).
thanks for liking the poem,
with the very best wishes,
waiting for your next post,
trisha
check on d's latest one, its fantastic.
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