a swarm of birds flies by
following a cold breeze
under grey clouds
moving with ease

yet one is stuck
trapped in her broken feathers
wailing for help
under the stormy weather

she’s one of the kind
firm blue eyes,
softish features
luring me forward

should i keep her?
or let her soar again?

i don’t know
i didn’t think much then
i just released her
back to the sky

maybe i made a mistake
maybe we are meant to be
because all i can see
is that bird with blue eyes,
the one i have set free