Bird
poem by:
D'Vina
Written
on Mar 09, 2015
A Bird with a broken wing. The others flew away, Yet he's there, alone. The Others knew it was coming. Gave up on Him. Yet they were a Flock. Weren't they always suppose to be? Poor Bird all alone, No one to save him. He can't soar the skies Broken and alone. Every love the Bird had Revoked, gone, forever... Slowly he gives up, Lets fate settle in. They'll never be back. At this point death never sounded better. A Bird with a shattered heart.
Tags: sad, metaphor, depressing, deep, pain, happy, encouraging, hope,
Add Comment
A previous user commented:
Sounds like you lost some friends or people you cared about. It hurts to lose but sometimes it's the only way to grow and heal.Your true friends will be back in the spring.
Lef Turner
commented:
it's a good poem. sad but good.
Melissa Marker
commented:
I love this....
Christopher Russon
commented:
Good and touching poem.well written
Maria Williams
commented:
We have a lot of different birds coming into our garden, and over the years I've managed to save a few who were shunned by the others. I can identify to this, I often wonder what goes through the poor little birds head. Well written
Frank Hornby .
commented on Oct 24, 2017 at 6:15pm
....another creature in trouble....I'm a sucker for rescuing birds, fixing them...then releasing into the wild....lovely feeling...lovely poem..
Taha Hassan
commented on Oct 26, 2017 at 2:27am
Your poems reflect what I'm feeling, D'vina .... Thank you. -T
Dinesh Chauhan
commented on Feb 05, 2018 at 7:23am
so sad but i can relate it to betrays
Epolfi Ticance
commented on Jan 08, 2020 at 5:56am
awesome poem. last line really hit home
Justin McElveen
commented on Sep 01, 2021 at 2:12am
This is a great poem! Very deep and the hidden meaning is absolutely gut wrenching. I love this!
Roxanne Dubarry
commented on Jan 12, 2026 at 8:57pm
Yes this poor Bird did both give up not only on love but also on life. He can't soar the skies, and he slowly gives up, and lets fate settle in.
Those who have forsaken him will never be back and they are called 'fair weather friends," but in times of trials, hardships and adversities, they fade away off into the sunset.
Yes, when I had given up on both hope and life. I didn't know how to make friends and when I did I didn't keep them long. I never knew how to make them and many of them turned into my worse enemies.
What did I end up doing? I asked Jesus Christ, to remove all of them from my life.
And of course I wanted to also be removed from their lives. Toxic relationships and having a death wish because of them only leads to a dead end street going nowhere at all.
I think you should follow the advice of a previous user's comment. When I had no friends,
when nobody loved me, Jesus Christ did!
