Poetry

Why birds are not free….

Wings span of birds are big enough, To drag them,
All over sky, every corner of world, anytime,

 

Each morning, birds fly And comes back to the same tree
On the same branch, in the same tree,

 

Why they can’t hope, new branch,
Choose new tree, roam new area,
Wandering new continent, new everything,

 

I don’t know either it is fear to start something new,
Or affection of the same place,
But what so ever that magnet is;

 

What so ever that power is,
That is almighty, dragging back to me;
And my bird, on the same place; doing same,

 

We all are bird, but chained our self,
For something, from something and forever something.

© Abhishek Yadav-2017

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