WINGS OF FREEDOM

Over the days
I watch the vast sky
from the corner of the courtyard.
I try to recall,
the last I spread my wings
and go beyond the horizon.
There, in this golden cage,
I longed to feel the flight of freedom.
The shades of seasons go pass by.
Untouched, they kiss me bye.
The little boy wonders,
as he tries me to train
I want to feel the first shower of rain.
As the sun melted down, he came running home.
And, as he looked at my eyes,
I said, “I shall rest where there lies my nest".
As he felt my pain, he opened the door.
With a soft whisper, he let me go where I belong
As, once shall I again feel my wings of freedom.
To the vast sky, towards the horizon.


Tanya Ghosh
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