Golden Cage Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

A sparrow in a golden cage
A beautiful cage the golden cage
Glittering in sun rays its rails
Moving the in the wind to and fro.

The sparrow cries aloud and aloud
Give me the freedom my choice
Open the gates of the cage man
Freedom is my desire always.

No matter of concern of the cage
Whether it is gold or silver
It is none of business or comfort
I likes my freedom to fly in heights.

The owner of the cage a wealthy man
Nourishing fruits and pure milk he gave
Still the sparrow continues its cry
I am alone and let me free to the world
But the cries always in deaf ears
No one gives a hope at all.