Black Bird|free at last

Photo: Mount Mitake Tokyo

In her thoughts she stood

and as she stood her thoughts became louder

Why you wanna fly, Blackbird? Why do you ?

It’s the worse pain to know that her wings are broken

and as she stood under the gloomy sky on a branch

She saw a tempt of blue then a voice behind her whispered low

Sweet blackbirds will never die, they always fly and never ask why.

As she dived in without her wings, her soul comes alive and as she bask

in the light that appeared, the Black bird has just flown without her wings;

She disappeared

Beyond the skies

She is indeed free at last. Free from you.

What is life other than a cage. The black bird is free at Last.

By: Your’s truly


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