My Lost Bird

I lost my bird and found her again

This is my bird
Once I lost her for lack of care
I regret quite hard
I confess it was not at all fair

A good bird is a part of life
She gives company in joy and strife

She flew away for my neglect again and again
I was the reason for her infinite pain

I don't know if she cursed me
I don't know how she got free

Now she frolics among the trees
Her beauty is always on increase

Come back my lost bird,come back soon
We will live together under sun and moon

 

Reviews

[Devanshu Rajput]

Your poem makes us realize of our often made mistakes. At first we don't care about our possessions. But, when the possessed thing gets out of our reach, we regret of our mistake.

I can get you, longing for a bird that you lost.

An another great write.

Pen on.

Devanshu

[zainul]

Thank you Devanshu for stopping by to grace this piece with your admiring review.
I am immensely inspired by this.
This means a world to me.

[Olivia]

This is a lovely poem it truly explains what happens when we don't treat love fairly. Wonderful message and excellent work :)

[zainul]

Thank you Olivia for the admiring review.
This means a world to me.

[Marie]

At first I thought this was a real bird, because your work is usually so literal...then I realized you were using an analogy...at any rate, it's a lovely poem...

[zainul]

Thank you for the wonderful review and generous compliments,Marie.
You always added strength to my efforts.
Thanks for stopping by to grace this piece.:)

[Cassie]

I agree with Jacob, We do not know what we have until we lose it. good one

[zainul]

Thank you Cassie for stopping by and remind as Jacob the worth of what we have when they prevail.read moreThank you Cassie for stopping by and remind as Jacob the worth of what we have when they prevail.
This means a lot to me.

[AYVID N]

A realisation has dawned...and I pray there is hope for the bird to return. Better late than never that we realize what is of meaning and what is worthless.
The poem is beautiful and priceless in it's message. My compliments

[zainul]

Thank you Divya.
I am very pleased that you are praying for the bird to return.
Thanks for stopping by to grace this piece.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

nice metaphor for a love who was taken for granted and left...showing her now how much you regret treating her that way...??? maybe it will work...maybe the speaker will get her back again...

we don't know what we've got till it's gone.

very nice write, my friend.

[zainul]

I feel very happy that you glorified the piece by your amazing review.
You have felt the real passion of the speaker.
You have perfectly observed that we don't know what we've got till it's gone.