Caged Birds
THE CAGED BIRDS
When the twilight falls
with light of clumsy fish
in a shallow stream
rain flows with raging winds
*YOUNG POET*
Living oppressed like an aged cloth
hang under the spicy sun
singing song of lamentation to cool down
their burning nerves
*YOUNG POETESS*
They hiss
like a wounded ororo snake
chokes with vengeance
in orhere-land, curly and springy
it glistens in the dark
*YOUNG POET*
The world was discoloured
as their heart rending
*YOUNG POETESS*
Copyright © Lukman Saleh | Year Posted 2020
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