The Trapped Bird
Clicked by- Nawat Ngerncham
To my whim to fly, My heart nods a yes While my owners deny. My wings striving to take my first flight, Unfortunately I am prisoned in a golden cage tight.
I wonder when did I sold myself, In return, I got nothing but a gold cage, Is my worth lower to a rummage? Till the last day of my life, Will this monotonous be my life’s page?
Sky above enchants me to Break the bars,
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