The bird in the cage
I know what she sings
She desires for the sky , not the cage
And wants her wings.

When she looks out of the window
The more she twirls
The more she swings
Her flight she misses.

The mother who fed her
And misses her siblings
Let me go let me fly
This all I can hear
Your world is a pretty one
But mine is prettier.

The bird in the cage
Wants to fly high
To spread her wings and
To kiss the sky...

Meenu Yatin