Caged Bird

Oh, the caged bird!

In the holiness of this world,

Witness the moult of pile of feathers.

Oh, the loneness that bothers.

Waiting for the molt again,

In the hope for journey to begin!

Dreamt to fly high in the sky,

But caged in the midst of the flee .

Extant in the memory of past,

Despairing the thoughts that are vast.

Life & Love

Life:

Oh, why so tough you life,

Away dewelling to keep the strife.

In the row of struggling rife,

Passing to endless greif.

Love:

Oh, so near yet so far,

like earth and the star.

Parting deep as ocean of scar,

departed with filled memory of jar.

Swamy....