I was a free, free bird
who flew with wings open wide.
Moving from place to place,
giving all my passions a ride.
I was a really happy bird,
who loved flying free in the sky.
I never knew what feeling low meant,
When I figured that my life was a lie.
I was told I could be anyone,
you told me I could do anything.
Do you remember saying all that?
Now that you cut my wing.
I'm hurt and I'm broken,
But I will not give up.
Even though the blood is pouring,
into a pain-filled cup.
I'll do what I've always wanted to do,
until the life bell rings.
As I'm a free, free bird,
who flies with broken wings.
12 comments:
broken wings is not failure.
broken heart is a failure.
never loose your heart...
good poetry princess
broken wings can heal Pooja. with time and love. hope you get both of those in HUGE amounts..
nice poem :)
@Gowardhan Jhi
I wont jhi :).
Thanks for commenting :D.
@Kirti
I know dear :).
I already have them all ;) :D. I mean its obvious. I have friends like you :D. I have all the love in this world ;) :D. TIME!! Aaah!!
Thanks dear :).
Love you :*
:( :|
chooo nych :)
Great lines. And they convey the idea of hope really well... :)
Inspirational... Reminded me of Kailash Kher song toota toota ek parinda...
@Taurus
Thanks jhi :)
@Vishal
Thank you :)
@DS
aww :"> Really thanks :).
Yeah!! I love that song <3
We all encounter such moments many a times in our lives and all that we need to do then, is to repeat the last verse of the poem.
Truly inspirational, full of hope and positivity. Superb!! :)
@Arti Deedi
Yeah!!
Thanks :).
Thank you, Thank you, Thank you.
Aah...flying with broken wings. Lovely lines Pooja. Also, can totally relate to this.
@Antara
Yep... Thanks dear.
Ooh! Maybe we can fly together ;) :D.
Very well expressed-hope the wings mend well.
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