Flying Bird Poems - Poems about Flying Bird

Like a flying bird they swayed To the flow of a beating gong Like two little kids that played To the sound of a native song All the others came to dance Flock of birds;...Read the rest...

A bird that's born in a gilded cage learns of flying at an early age Even though it must call its own home a perch inside its small, golden dome. To spread its small wings one day, to soar over...Read the rest...

IF I COULD FLY If I could fly, I would sore up high, Above the clouds, Caught in the wind, With the other birds. If I could fly, I would flap my wings, And land on a flower, With the other bees. If I could...Read the rest...

Oh,flowing lovely bird Such lovely fowl flowing beautiful bird flowing lovely bird flowing cute, blonde bird bloody, brutal bird So flowing lovely, flowing lovely, busy, bald bright, bouncy bird Lovely, big bird blue, blackbird Let...Read the rest...

I am in miraculous event for flying of bird-fishes acrossing phone-screen. I know just now what they have flying behaviour- am I stupid? Or, technology of flying they found are clever for them. Bird-fishes are...Read the rest...

A flying bird I am for heavenly flight; No enthralling branch can hold me tight. Free I am from all the passing years; not submitting to the baseless fears. Free I am from all the worldly chains; staying away from...Read the rest...

Look, a bird, a little bird! She flaps her wings, clapping the wind, Is she fleeing away from the earth? by flying a crossword. Oh, the little bird! How does she so hesitate and wonder? Is she struggling with eager? Or because...Read the rest...

"Flying Bird" I hatch an egg With a smile Thinking What kind of bat wings A mystery created in my mind For care& love I started growing with it It transform like a butterfly With a bone of bat...Read the rest...

Mutant of human, Whose view-less wings Took him so high,that envisioned life In whose, voice bird speaks: What I was, not me today. Serving to his hunger Losing myself, to make him alive. Wand I use of a witch, Mind into a river...Read the rest...

the green leaf of oaks cusps water in gentle hold for the flying bird...Read the rest...