Poem49. To Be Free

To  Be Free

A parrot in the sky

flies this way that way

in pursuit of food

for herself for child

she goes out wander,

not thinking of hunter.

Another in the golden cage,

walks inside as in rage,

trainer has trained to talk

some easy words during walk

imported food, mineral water

gives with love, the owner dear.

Give the bird a choice of these

we know which she will choose.

Sure the first where she can be

her own master happy  free.

To be free , be ourselves

we do wish but seldom can.

Entered for Thursdays Poets’ Rally week 38

Poem43.Hesitation

Hesitation

Being within home for long

effected me more than I thought

was never aware until recent

when the family tree gathered.

A blow so strong it was

deep down struck so hard.

disturbed I feel in group

worries,will do some blunder .

But for that day I knew

somewhere something wrong

if in this shell any long

will go mad, thought rang .

A healthy person ,yes I am,

no visits ,seldom visitors .

Family see, morning evening,

they always move out and in .

Shell of my own creation,

tortoise with me if competition

who will put their head out more?

ha, dear turtle will win the race.

A parrot in a golden cage ,

with mineral water,packet foods,

both of us bothers not

what happens outside confines.

Hesitation to go out mingle

excuses a lot we have.

Man as social animal

why oh! God you created?