Maheah Nagar Poet I do not know?

A Little Bird

I'm a traveller,
Cannot stop and take rest,
I'm in search of water,
In search of shelter,

I'm a traveller,
On my birth; we lived on green branches,
My father had been died by thirst,
And my nest become burst,

I'm a traveller,
In search of love,
In search of life,
Men destroyed my nest,
Now where can I rest,

You made homes by wood,
It was my; now its thy,
My life is in danger,
Therefore I've anger,

I lost my family and friends,
In the war against men,
But they're still alive in my heart,
From eyes, that figures are not apart,

I fly lonely in the sky,
Without aim of life,
Because you made me a traveller,
And I become a traveller,

Now I'm a traveller.

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Darren White April 23, 2017 at 2:20 AM I read this as a metaphor, I can of course not be sure, but that is how your poem impacts me. It's strong and beautiful. Welcome to PoetrySoup.