( Just a plea of a mother bird if someone could bring her 'baby' back. A child once he grows is thrilled to see the world outside. Its mother while caring for him and growing him up is seeing her world in him.
When he is just a baby for his mother and as he learns to fly, he flies away to see the world leaving his mother to cry 'my baby, my baby' in search of him behind. If someone could bring her 'baby' (now grown up) back ?
BUT WAIT! Is it just a mother bird crying for her beloved baby? It's more than it's said. This seemingly simple poem has alot to say. It says about a part of me. I wish someone could work it out for me. )
A baby bird
A baby word
In my nest
In my nest
Couldn't fly
No couldn't try
Couldn't reach the world
Beyond the sky
Now today
It's gone
I wonder where
And left me to cry
My baby bird
The 'baby' word
Forlornly,
It was here in my nest
The baby bird
Flew in the search
To know the world
In the sky, my baby bird
As simple
As the word
My baby bird
Left me to cry
If you see
My baby bird
If you hear
The 'baby' word
In my lap
Bring me back
My baby bird
'Coz still I'm crying
YOU ARE READING
From My Eyes
PoetryA Collection Of Poems- How I see the world from my eyes. A delicate yet painful story of my life in several verses.
