Ready to fly

my tiny fledgling
is slowly spreading her wings
her tiny wings are ready to fly
to search the blue sky.

The blue sky beckons her
The cage is choking her
She wants to run wild now
To taste the sweet freedom now.

Her hours of freedom
Are counting more and more
Seldom is the scene
When she crosses cage’s door.

Soon she will fly away
Build her nest in wild
Leave the empty cage
Silent, bleak, missing her.

Flame of liberty

A burning flame imprisoned
in a chamber made of steel
created by a cruel despot.
The despot in his blind pride
forgot power and rage of fire
thought he had her under him.
He has conquered her forever
he bolted the chamber and slept.

Alas, after sealing the door
he left, got involved in chasing
other dreams, conquering others.
The chained flame started to shine
her glory melted down the steel.
It cracked open, tethered to pieces.
Her light melted darkness around
the despot returned to see her raging.