Saturday, 3 May 2014

I too had wings



it was my choice
otherwise I  too had wings
to soar in open sky

thinking easy grain 
would be available for food


became bird of cage

kept love and joy unseen
eyes blinded to look beyond


the golden cage's sheen

tangled in comforts
though knew happiness was there
didn't find time for Your love

I know the cage
would be left behind a day 
search of glee would not end

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