Flight of the caged bird

Open blue sky calls
Trimmed wings flutter, flight futile
Freedom a sad dream

Lush green forest lost
Berries, colorful, beckon 
Greed leads to bondage

Inside gilded cage
Slowly fading freedom dream  
Wings weakened, useless 

Sad songbird mimics
Nature’s music stifled harsh
Captor rejoices 

Wings spread one last time
Freedom calls, break the prison
Caged bird, dead, takes flight

Featured image from Pixabay

Author: pranabaxom

Poetry is my passion. I am not a methodical writer. I have no set topics to write about. What I feel, perceive, think about, I will like to share in this blog. I open my mind to the world. Like the weather, sometimes my poems are cloudy, sometimes stormy. I always like to see sunshine streaming through the leaves of trees, so I hope I can share some of those sunshine with my readers.

17 thoughts on “Flight of the caged bird”

  1. Wow, beautifully written and so eloquent. I can very much relate to this issue of freedom, one of my favorite topics to write about given the current situation in Catalonia and in the whole of Spain with such an authoritarian regime. I never thought the Spanish police would injure 1066 people during the referendum of October 1 last year, that the ruling government would imprison our elected politicians, leaders of nonviolent civil resistance movements, prosecute and jail artists. Where is Spanish justice when the so called La Manada rapists still run free? Who would have expected such things in a supposedly modern European state? I also want your caged bird in the poem to be released. I think it stands as a symbol for every human being unfairly imprisoned in our world. Well, it seems in the end, it does take flight despite apparently “flight futile” with “weakened wings”, almost dead, but not completely, so there is hope to break the prison. I wrote and danced my hope: https://momentsbloc.wordpress.com/2018/06/24/dance-of-hope/

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    1. Thank you very much for your kind comments.
      When I wrote the poem, I was thinking more in terms our loss of individual freedom and our internal sense of loss and yearning for freedom. I think it is an universal feeling.
      Your poem and the accompanying dance is so beautiful that I don’t have words to praise enough.

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