Sometimes and someday…

Published on: May 03 2016 by Administrator

bounded freedom

I remember my day

Flipping wings far away

By keeping everything at the bay

An adventure someone would say.


But now view is caged

Freedom is bounded,

Getting jealous of the people,

Who are always found to be raged.


I too wish sometimes and someday

Someone would open the door

To my wonderland far away

Where my wings aren’t caged anymore.


The day when people would realize

The pain of being separated

Near ones being not in front of eyes

Nobody like me will be wretched.


Utkrista KC

Class of 2018

Filed under: Poetry