ROAD OF THOUGHTS

I stand in the middle of the dark road 

confused like a little girl in a grand fair. 

My thoughts run like a chain of train.

and I am unable to make any decision.

I hear sounds and voices around me 

but I stay in the darkness unable to see,

unable to recognize the sounds around. 

I hear the musical sounds of little birds. 

I can feel the leaves beneath my feet. 

I feel the burning sensation in my feet. 

I feel myself getting wary as time pass. 

I feel like getting more and more tired.

The moment someone snapped their

finger at me was all it taken for me 

to understand that I was laying in 

my bed with my road of thoughts.

A CAGED BIRD

I am a caged bird who cannot fly.

My wings are tied up with burdens.

My throat is sore with no voice coming.

I am a bird with a heavy heart.

I sing songs all day, all night.

I weep silently without anyone hearing. 

I keep on trying to come out of the cage,

 But I am so weak and not able to move.

Everyone keeps making fun of me

and pity me about my situation.

I am a bird who is tired of all this

and wants to escape from this forever. 

I lie in the cage hopping for some

miracle to happen but to no avail.

I keep on singing hopping for someone

to come and help me from this.

Sometimes life does cruel things to you.

At times there are situations that a

little birdie like me cannot handle.

And I lay there weeping silently.