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I was once free,
Free to do what appealed me,
Flying from east to west,
And north to south.

I flew to lowlands and highlands,
In search of food,
To feed me and my kids.
To take a break away from my nest.

Then one day a huntsman caught me.
He locked me up in a cage,
It was so small that I'd suffocate.
I couldn't spread my wings.

I was taken to a house,
It was full of cockroach and mouse,
The huntsman fed me bird seeds.
They smelt of raw meat.

Hesitantly I ate what he gave,
I did what he wanted.
Because my life was on stake.
Thanks to my idiocy.

I wished I never flown to this jungle,
Where this cruel man resided.
In this dark and haunted nest
If this is what it's called.

He cut off my wings,
My beautiful blue wings !
He sells them to people.
Such an evil man.

If only I was a human,
I'd take my revenge.
But right now all I have to do is relax,
And hope that I live my life either his way or my way.
 Aug 2015 Kelley A Vinal
moss
the shrill sound
sends shivers
down my
spine
as
I
am
forced
to think of
the time ticking
and never quitting
morning=mourning
Melancholy tapped at the door
While happiness was having a chat with me
And  the hot  coffee was steaming to the lips!

Blanket away, I unlocked the latch
And was terrified to see him
As he was standing
With my beloved in coffin!

I let him come in
And he put her on my bed
Where happiness was already wallowing!
Notes (optional)
"I'm okay"
That's what she said
She said
So why are her eyes
rimmed in red?
Saying all the things
she never said
A tumbleweed, floating through the vacant desert.
A comic scene for those in silence.
A disastrous nightmare to those behind a big dream.
maybe we don't exactly need to live forever to become immortal.
maybe we don't need to be in everyone's hearts
or even have our faces in the hall of fame.
they say,
energy cannot be created nor destroyed.
so maybe just existing
had made us immortal already.
and maybe i need to go back to sleep
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