The little bird
Once there was a little bird living in a jungle
He wanted to fly high like the eagles
To fly high in the mountains
With no fear in their heart
He always tries to get out of the jungle
His mother and friends worried about him
They always try to keep him in a jungle
They always tell about the dangers of world
The world outside the jungle
The fear of the furious birds
Ready to eat you once you go out
But he did not take a notice of that
He wanted to let his soul free
Free from any kind of fear
One day when all the birds were out
Out in search of the food and water
He slowly came out of his nest
He silently flew out of the jungle
His heart was over joyed
He flew far and far away
Suddenly an eagle saw him
An eagle the king of the birds
He dives towards the little bird
To make the little bird a delicious breakfast
The little bird tries to fly
But the eagle did not let him go
The eagle caught the little bird
He took the little bird into his nest
The little bird thought it is his last day
The eagle asked the little bird furiously
How dear you come out of the jungle
The little bird was shivering with fear
He replied to the eagle shivering with fear
I wanted to be strong as you
To build my nest in the mountains
To fly high in the mountains
Having no fear in my heart
The fear of other furious birds
The eagle was over whelmed with his reply
He called all the bird for the meeting
In this meeting he announced the little bird
He has the potential to be the king
The little bird is the next king of birds
The king of the birds when I die
About this poem
The poem is about little bird courage
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Written on April 20, 2020
Submitted by altafur76 on September 25, 2023
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Scheme | abCdaeafaghijkhlmadnegopqromnjakkscCdgqtotgq |
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Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 1,569 |
Words | 342 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 44 |
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