When You Finally Decide To Write ...

it is when a bird mistakes
air for glass smashes its head
forcefully falling dead on
the side of the wall of the house

it is when you watch death of a
bird and you are so helpless like
two broken wings

it is when you know you can fly
but you cannot
when the door is unlocked and yet
you decide to stay in that room

it is that fly trapped in a bottle
in an open mouthed bottle but still
could not figure out where to go

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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