Saturday, 27 October 2018

Poem

Sometimes I fear
Like that baby bird,
Who fears of flipping her wings,
Sometimes I feel
Like that bird,
Who wants to fly
But is caged,
And sometimes I want to be-
Like that bird
Who flies higher and higher,
Whose goal is set,
And who knows where she is meant to go...

2 comments:

  1. let the wrings flutter
    knowing the known is how
    goals are realized

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