23 rd December was the day She wished me an independence day Don’t know why But somehow it brings tears to my eye Don’t know what was wrong with me Because I don’t understand you see I was an innocent bird that she caged For three years until the bond aged She loved me but won’t let me sing For I was her hearts king And she thinks other birds are trying to make a link I was a prisoner she captured And she herself was the captor She loves me but wont let me out For I am the hero she sought Without me locked, she is never pleased For others are trying to seize But I care no more Although it gives my heart sore Now I am on my own For she says her passion to love has gone Anyway, she may be right To select another guide Throw me out and say Happy Independence Day But I am not wrong For my passion to love was strong.
Reading is easy, Writing is hard. So I scribble.