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I am a bird in a cage, searching for my freedom
from the shackles of pain!.

I want to break free form this prison, nothing is gonna come my way,
I want to spread my wings & fly away!.

I want to breathe fresh air carrying first drops of monsoon rain!.
I want to swerve, twirl & dance in the sky, i want to fly very high,
i want to leave my mark in this limitless sky!.

I want to play with trees, chase the sun,
sing with stars, circle the moon
and make the whole world swoon!.

I want to sleep with snow,
see the beautiful Lilllies grow,
I want to kiss the sea & talk with fish,
I want to soar very high, so that nobody can imprison me agian,
that's my only wish!.

Cruel world why have you imprisoned me, is all that i want to know,
the stars, the sun the moon they all are waiting for me please let me go!.

all i can say is that we all are like birds in a cage, imprisoned in the cage of imaginary fears, worries, doubts, limitations which stop us from realising our full potential we all have a wish like a bird locked up in a cage to free ourselves from these limitations and just like a bird soar very high in the sky, and realise our true potential!.

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Best Answer - Chosen by Asker:

Its so moving and eloquently written, vah, it is beautiful !.!.!.

I curled up awaiting death and its coming
Awaited hidden in caves of darkest doom
It comes not but adds bitter poison to my wounds
This agonised living, this brutal tortured death

He has many fish to fry, many who kiss the ground
Upon where he deigns to tread and roam
And I could not care for any God or Satan enchained
So fallen for, and reliant upon his anthill of many insects

He wounds in fury for the pans of his vermin
As I witness the dying of my day
The humanity wanes, as he plays to my tune,
And would bitterly regret his debt of many hues

His wayward brats and ill bred crows
Stray mongrels all he covets so near
Erase them all and better the world be
Than be bowed to any such incongruity!.

A prisoner I, captured and true, yet none so enslaved
As they of hate filled vengeance roam in lights shade
The bound soul amidst the slaves of hell
Would court to be of centre focal display

He ruins me and exalts his treacheries
That would spurn him in a minutes trice
O care not nor e’er did, this clan
Destroyed of ancient times remains, so nonchalant!.

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sunny, you are vastly improving!.!. Now you can break out of that cage which imprisons you,
If only briefly, and eventually the string tied to your ankle will fray and give way and when it does you will fly
your full potential is yet to be seen,
You are right, all of us are imprisoned but it is something within us that will set us free!.

I like this, yes!. It can use some editing but it holds much promise!.Www@QuestionHome@Com

Yes, I like very much, tho it brings me pangs to be that bird!.

Its People that put up bars and walls around us, and only those people can set us free, unless we first find the key and courage to flee!.

Oh let us fly free!Www@QuestionHome@Com

Itss really nice!.!.!.!.!.it took me to the world of imaginationWww@QuestionHome@Com