A Bird....

A Poem by Shweta

Its a poem about those block their dreams n passion for something they relate. Those who wanted/ want to be free from like minded people.

Just like an another bird,
Praying for its destiny....
Just like an another bird,
Desires to live life like it wants....
Just like an another bird,
Wanna fly away from these norms of career and society,
Brush away this money minded mentality.

The bird which all its life,
had been ignoring it's wishes,
Which never ever was important for herself...
Its a bird with boundaries,
Its a bird.....
which wants to be limitless,
Like a freedom...
It always wants to spread it's feathers,
& fly to every corner of this world,
on its own....

It's a bird with unique thought,
Not suitable to the other minds,
It's a bird....
Which doesn't luxuriate on food/shelter n clothes,
Its not a bird what you think,
Its a prodigy you'll never think!
Its the bird which wants liberation,
Which wants ideas with desperation,
Which isn't for a living hungry or thirsty,
It is that poor soul of world,
which doesn't care if ,
even has to live with nature,
Like this is its home,
Like plants & fruits are its food,
And is forever river for its drink a waterfall.

A bird which i wanna keep alive inside,
A bird with unfit beauty,
has taken birth in my mind.....
Free from biased future,
Free from baseless motivation,
When its a partial pressurisation.
It's a motivation,
When you are passionate to do something,
And find rejuvenation,
Its a motivation,
When you really want something,
You find liberalisation,
with the support ,
from the people you live with....

You are just another bird,
Which is praying for its freedom.......A destiny....