A broken wing, and a broken bone
Of a bird, that met a stone
Lied helpless And was bit despair
Looked above If god was there.
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.....and the bird's soul was set free....forever to enjoy blue skies and sing love songs for his love...hmm :)
Very, very, very touching. Tell me dear poet, do we also have to die to be free.? I suppose so?
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I love it.You.got right into the heart of the matter.A classic.10.
A great moral in this poem brilliantly crafted, outstanding write! !
Beautifully expressed.The image of the bird is excellently used..Indeed there is no place for soft souls in this heartless world...Tfs
This is a wonderful poem! Deep wisely told, loved very much this story of heart of stone facing a free soul.
Injury of the bird heart by a heat of stone. Make your bird an angel, and find a cloud nine heart and soul! X Good one
Hey - great poem! It is filled with all sorts of things - well done!
Bird was dead and his soul was free. good image. Thanks. I request you to read my poems and comment.
Simply beautiful to read, Heartfelt words. Thank you Have been searching for your work for sometime. Take good care.