A sparrow who was born free ,
As she grows up
She put up in the cage ,
Just because she wanted to fly ,
Fly high in the sky ,
In the cage she lost her wings every day ,
She die every day ,
Still fighting with the cage and wings ,
Because somewhere in the corner of her heart ,
There is a hope ,
To stand up again ,
To fly high in the sky
……..once again…..
really wonderfull.........thought ...
ReplyDeleteits a pain of every gals heart but u hav rapped it in words
ReplyDeletethe optimistic attitude even in disastrous situations is the best thing about this poem besides the core feelings or emotions!!
ReplyDeletethanks a lot to all of you.
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