A Lonely Bird

A lonely bird Broken wings painfully curled Encase inside the battered bruised mind Can’t fly in the frosty winter wind Nestles within me, nobody cares to find. Fervent warmth of the heart touches none Freezes in the air unwanted Feeble voice of despair nobody listens Wanes in the wilderness unheeded. The bird within cries alone without care I can’t stop the flow of the hidden tear. Obsessed passion of living colored Craves hard to paint a picture Impresses none, finds no receptive canvas Fades out unexpressed, disappears unmarked. In the gloomy darkness of the winter nights Dormant emotions flicker like meek candle flame Lights no mind, the winds of neglect blow it out. The hurt bird suffers within, muted in cold distress The throbbing pain of the heart I can’t express. The desire to span the sky sinks dead in the sad eyes The feelings fail to touch remote hearts drifting away At the end of my time what you would remember of me A captive bird with broken wings, uncared it couldn’t fly. February 26, 2018