A bird of ash from the bay
Fell on a stack of hay,
It met the ground with a crash
Wounding its grand wings of ash,
Its weakened wings a sad sight
As the sky pitied its tragic plight.
A stoic face the passersby wear
As they pass by without a care,
Lying there the bird cried
Until its tears fully dried.
A little girl stopped by its side
Her hair flowing like the tides,
Fallen tears full of empathy
Eyes shining with sympathy,
She cupped her little palm
As she hopped the bird grew warm.
And she took it home
Under the bright blue dome,
Where the healed bird roamed
Until it flapped its wings,
And took off to a flight
Into the embrace of light.
- Aditi Nair
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Bird Of Ash - A Poem
PoetryIt's the first poem I have ever made and it was made on a random spurn of thought with no true meaning behind its verses. I would really appreciate it if you all fellow Wattpadians could just read my work and review it. Don't hesitate to criticize!
