In Between Walls
Anuraj J B. X O
Still she is not free,
Like a bird that cannot fly
There is no one to sing
A song for her.
She the source of love
Search the source of love.
When I was at home she was
everything to all
But now she is not anything to
anyone.
She is a machine to fulfil
The desires of him.
Every day she wakes up first
To spread the fragrance
everywhere.
Every day she sleeps last
But her fate is not good
In between the walls
She finds her world
If she try to fly high
Her wings will be cut off.
I like to say something for
her
The angel of wealth.
Why is it?
Nifin Fathima. VIII .P
Why is it? Why can’t she?
After these years of struggle
She can’t live in this world.
Still she is a caged bird
She can’t fly free
She can’t enjoy freedom
Everywhere! Anywhere!
Problems! Struggles!
Battles! Wars!
In closed castle every time
No more freedom
No more good life
The lost of her life
She needs love
But can’t get anything.
Her life is being bad
Bad and worse and worst
Everyone tries for freedom
But no one minds it really
I feel shame to say
Still she is not free.
Not free
Hridya M S.
VIII P
Still she is not free
In this world
I’ve asked myself
That why she is not free.
Looking at her -
The flowers are dancing.
A broken winged bird-
She can’t fly.
The hard thoughts may
Be making her sad.
When I think about her,
It boggles her mind
She is like a bird
That is closed in a cage
She may be still
Ooping for freedom
I’m still thinking
When she will be free.
She is not free.
Sarang S S. VI - B
She thinks she is wonderful
She thinks she is beautiful.
But she is not free
She can’t go out to play
She can’t go out to see the world
She is not free
She is not free
Her father won’t allow her
Her mother won’t allow her
She is not free
She is not free
Her father goes away
Her mother goes away
She is happy
And she is happy now.
