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This silent bird sings a melancholic tune
Takes flight - hurtling to the deadly skies dripping with moonlight
Fearful and blind - the bird doesn't care this time
Alive or dead - I've locked it up for life

For years - the chains sank deep through her heels
She can no longer walk on her frail feet
Unable to beat the breeze with the flutter of her wings
The bird has flown against all adverse conditions

Blizzards, storms, and meandering squalls don't give her pause
She has found a life in the journey
Through hurt and pain, she's melded herself to take on
So take on the world

Would it please you to cheat death?
Cause I'm glad she escaped from this cage
And you'll think of me when the little bruises creep up
Your heart will become invincible

With the sheer might of the soul that secures her world
A world that was drained of joy and purpose
The lark dove past the shadows - unguarded by shackles
Dark figures lurk in the woods - killing the trespassers

The moment you escaped, you'd left the cold bars
Of a warm, beating heart
But I'm glad you escaped because you'll bleed dry
More than you ever have

A lull hangs over the trees - a forgotten shell of a vibrant heart
Till a breeze shuffles its feet in the warm earth
Fragile red leaves crackle and fall from the vein-like branches
The silence hangs like a cursed soul

I'm glad she escaped from a corpse
Searching far and wide for a pulse of a stream
Reminding her of the fierceness of youth
This body reeks of a stench that deters the living

Her nerves are weak
A bleeding war rages in the heart
She's running and running out of blind rage
I know she's tormented by the taste of freedom

But I know she'd rather be caged and preyed upon
By leering wolves that hunt her for game and hang her dry
From the branches of the disturbed trees under the moon
I know she escaped and it is my loss

But she's possessed by blind fear that breaks the spirit
In the darkest hours of the night, she plays with the blade
Twirls the thoughts in her head like bullets in a gun
Left ******* and naked by the relentless onslaught of pain

It is the inner doom that she has to soar beyond
And so do I - I've forgotten you and I'm glad I found solace
You can't shatter me with your words because there is a power
In holding tight the heart every time joy walks in

In our best moments
When we gain some control over our lives
An old friend reminds us
There's no grand escape
Aditya Roy
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Aditya Roy  27/M/New Delhi, India
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