Written by: Aashish Sapkota - 21135, Grade XII
Posted on: 23 July, 2020
It seems like the suffering has come to end,
All those meaningless days have come to end.
A little bird chirping with sorrow to get its freedom has finally got it,
Or it may seem like it.
There is freedom but there is no end to the sorrow
At the end freedom was nothing but a bluff.
The small cage door that lead to freedom has its own dark secrets
It looked like it was just the beginning.
It was a step to other deeper, darker and larger cages filled with sorrow and grief
The little bird afraid of this whole world has no other options than to sacrifice freedom like this.
The little bird is crying for help
But for what?
There is no end to this loop, there is no freedom.
