A bird in the cage, try to free herself,
screaming but to the ears, melody of her life.
Writhing for liberty, every wish echoing loud,
flutter fervently to break the iron bars !
In those little eyes, she dreams of
bathing in the golden rays, being wild and free.
Flapping her wings, spinning and tossing,
dancing with the wind and soaring to the endless sky.
But trapped inside the cage,
with those tied legs and crippled wings,
and the screams of her agony,
melancholy, we listen as sweet melody.
All the fools, fail to understand,
for her wings are meant to fly !
Sep 27, 2015
Sep 27, 2015 at 6:05 AM UTC
A bird in the cage, try to free herself,
screaming but to the ears, melody of her life.
Writhing for liberty, every wish echoing loud,
flutter fervently to break the iron bars !
In those little eyes, she dreams of
bathing in the golden rays, being wild and free.
Flapping her wings, spinning and tossing,
dancing with the wind and soaring to the endless sky.
But trapped inside the cage,
with those tied legs and crippled wings,
and the screams of her agony,
melancholy, we listen as sweet melody.
All the fools, fail to understand,
for her wings are meant to fly !