The Free Bird

The Free Bird short poem

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I am a bird thinking about nothing
Seeing this freedom while I’m, well, flying
Can’t stop to flap my wings and feel this breeze
Seizing this moment like I’m all well freeze

I see those mountains soaring to skies,
World is better without beautiful lies
Gazing at those rivers running silently,
I’ve heard those old trees shaking visibly

I see hundreds of people roaming with pleasure,
Enjoying the instants of His good treasure
Looking everywhere and see cheerful smiles,
Witness everything in just few miles

I’m a free bird seeing this wondrous place,
Just keep on flying in this widest space!
God made sweet nature for someone like me
It’s a land that is certainly for everybody!

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Reality is something that you can hardly deal with. Reality sucks! Maybe it's rare for someone having no worries and troubles in life.For the last 10 years of my life, I began writing fictional stories and poems. I write stories which are little bit exaggerated and unreal. I must say that they are product of my wildest imagination.However, I write poems about people. I started to write poems ever since I was high school. Whenever I meet people, I write poems about them. I'm a well reserved person who can't tell things constantly. I think that one of the best ways of expressing my thoughts is through writing and share it here in this websiteThese poems describe the spectacular craziness and real experiences with people around me. It's about different roller coaster emotions about fake and real people. This is a collection of my poems of love, hatred and sarcasm...To my haters, friends, loved ones and to the most special someone in my life...I am dedicating this for you..."Spend 5 minutes with me and I'll write something about you..."
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J.rid
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A beautiful poem and your opening description of yourself and how you see life is wonderful too.
Know yourself some great person quoted. Yes life indeed is a cruel maze at times and to take
(excuse the pun) a birds eye view at times is good. Thank you for sharing this bit of you with us.

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