The
Woe Of Birds
How pity the status is
watching U dear birds,
no one understands &
to say, I have no words.
What's going in your mind
How much you're hurt,
the cruel guy doesn't know
Oh my dear poor birds.
On watching outside cage
your act seems so silent,
though inside your Heart
your feelings are so violent.
for freedom of your life
chances gone to worse,
Your chirp of sweet singing
has turned to harsh curse.
How badly you are weeping
how unsteady you're creeping,
no one is there realizing your woe
none is here, console you grieving.
an ocean of blood flowing
from wounded heart of mine
a vigorous thought is burning
to release from untimely dying.
How pity the status is
watching U dear birds,
no one understands &
to say, I have no words.
What's going in your mind
How much you're hurt,
the cruel guy doesn't know
Oh my dear poor birds.
On watching outside cage
your act seems so silent,
though inside your Heart
your feelings are so violent.
for freedom of your life
chances gone to worse,
Your chirp of sweet singing
has turned to harsh curse.
How badly you are weeping
how unsteady you're creeping,
no one is there realizing your woe
none is here, console you grieving.
an ocean of blood flowing
from wounded heart of mine
a vigorous thought is burning
to release from untimely dying.
©Dr.Satish Ch. Srivastava 20160325
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