The Blue Bird's Wounded Soul

The Blue Bird’s Wounded Soul

 

Longing to fly through the sky

To aim for the heights,

The Blue Bird wishes to soar,

Seeking what’s in store.

 

But it could no longer feel

The wind which once held its zeal.

Having been injured, it now flies solo,

Alone with its wounded soul

 

The Blue Bird attempts to sing,

But its chirps aren’t loud enough to bring--

Bring about a change it desires,

So it sits on a wire.

 

Afraid to continue its flight,

And even more afraid to stay in its plight…

The Blue Bird sits alone,

Feeling the ache in its wounded soul.

 

Searching the open sky

With only its eyes,

It prays to once again have strength

In its wings to go the lengths.

 

Knowing all in its heart,

It begins to sing in the dark--

Giving it to the One who knows

The Blue Bird’s wounded soul.

Reviews

[APOORVA]

these words :)
awesome really
you have a great sense of writing and putting words into thread

[Melinda McQueen]

Thanks for reading.

[andrew mitchell]

A sad write Melinda but well versed

[Melinda McQueen]

Thanks for reading.

[Coyote Poetry]

A sad poem I believe. Did the Blue Bird fly again?
"Knowing all in its heart,
It begins to sing in the dark--
Giving it to the One who knows
The Blue Bird’s wounded soul."
The above lines. Powerful poetry dear Melinda. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Melinda McQueen]

I hope so. Thanks for reading.

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome Melinda.

[Valentine]

With God all things are possible, Valentine

[Melinda McQueen]

Thanks for visiting.

[wordman]

sad write melinda,great use of metaphors

[Melinda McQueen]

Thanks for visiting.