it was my choice
otherwise I too had wings
to soar in open sky
thinking easy grain
would be available for food
became bird of cage
kept love and joy unseen
eyes blinded to look beyond
the golden cage's sheen
tangled in comforts
though knew happiness was there
didn't find time for Your love
I know the cage
would be left behind a day
search of glee would not end
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Love and joy both are kept in mind but are unseen. I know the cage I would leave behind one day is truth. That is why this is my choice to having wings to fly in entire sky in search of truth. Amazing! ..10