A Wanderer's Imprisonment
A painful rhythm of a songbird's timbre
after a somatic somersaults in the nimbus.
The nocturne dragged me to her haunted nest.
I was trapped by her tricky sorrowful voice
and she has tighten me to the twigs
and it will never loosen.
She leaves early in the morning with the flock
and return by twilight to the roost.
I was a prisoner in her shady nest
and my wanderlust almost swept.
All my feathers she had plucked
and allotted a soft pillow to sleep
without any nightmares.
Oh! I am just a fresher in her night university
with all the fundamentals.
To the dainty migratory swallows where they hide in the cloudburst.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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