Exotic and colourful,
Pretty and delicate.
Taken for pleasure,
Kept for amusement,
You hear them sing
Flying within bars.
Richness of their feathers
Will never feel the wind.
Eating breadcrumbs offered
To them.
Their cagers are masters.
They serve only until freedom comes.
YOU ARE READING
Paradox
PoetryCollection of poems I composed with themes of life and it's contradictions through my perspective. #1 rhetoric
