gitanjalinatarajan
The little bird, scared
And trapped in the cage
Of her fears, guilt, shame and pain
Fighting to fly far away from..
Struggled to break free
Flung herself over and over
Against the metal bars
That grows stronger the more she tried...
Her soft wings broken and bleeding
Little body aching and tired
She lay down to sleep crying
Dreaming of flying far and high..
She woke up and moved her wings
Fluttered them and flew into the sky
Carrying the cage and all along with her
Now small stars glittering on her wings.