Her voice dissolved in her plight
Ruffling feathers with all her might.
Treacherously trapped and caught
In a few bucks her freedom was bought.
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She walked by in disgust
Birds in iron homes reeking of rust.
A sudden suffocation as if she was there.
The thought alone was enough to scare.
Collecting her meagre savings,
all she had got.
Opened the Iron gates and freed the lot.
In a few bucks their freedom was bought.
4 comments:
Brilliant and excellent! :) Loved it Divsi.
"In a few bucks their freedom was bought" :)
Brilliant and I like the way you bring in those rhyme scheme of AABB without any compulsion! Very good! Its neat and flows well
Thanks a lot for reading Shanx:)
Glad you like it.. poetry for me knows no rules and no boundaries..free flowing like the breeze or the brooks :)
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