Saturday, 28 February 2015



A huge three storey cage it is

Birds inside look longingly

At the empty sky

The sun is cruel

Its each drop is a link of a chain

That ties them up

An uncanny hush rules the cage

Birds hop silently      

And count hours for freedom’s bell

Ring, rIng, riNg, rinG

Goes the bell at day’s end

They trill, sing and fill the sky


Posted for Poetry Pantry @ Poets United