Feeling Caged?

Bird Nightmare

She was a puppet
held in the tight
clutches of the chains
tied up as a captive?
Or a slave?

The agitated soul
was left deserted
in the cage like invisible walls,
that was caving her in
with shredded remains.

Her feet stumped
under the wired mess.
Ceasing her flight
each time she tried.

She whined and squalled with tears,
That dried up with the wait!
She tried! & yet again.

But her fluttered wings,
seemed powerless and bruised
To ease the grip
of the iron maiden.

But she never succumbed to defeat,
And nested her fears
On the oasis of hope.

She quoted,
“that one day she will
spread her wings to fly
in a land of no bars.”

Regards
PratZ