Caged
If there is a God,
then why did he give me wings and a cage?
If there is a God,
then why did he give me wings and a cage?
Last week, after I performed a piece about women, I was verbally attacked & threatened by a man. This is how others reacted.
You reached out your heart to me. What I found, tied me to you. What we are, is a kite.
My history is a slice of Bombay culture. A Konkani song sent me down nostalgia lane.
If there’s an emotion that I really wish did not exist, it’s JEALOUSY.
Alter who you think you are. Who is that? Find out and your skin will fit.
I wonder if, at some point in the relationship, a woman feels more like a single mother than a girlfriend/wife. I know I certainly do. And I have one of the better ones. He doesn’t cheat, he doesn’t force sex on me. And yet, here I am. I’ve refrained from…
@IdeaSmith:
Hmm… in that case, assuming there is a God, he gave you wings and a cage, so as to keep you trapped in the latter, so that you keep wishing (and praying) to fly free… I believe it is as simple as that !
But here, I ask… God has given you (or the bird in question) wings and a cage… but has he really put that bird IN the cage? Cuz if he hasn’t, then all that discussion above is kinda unnecessary!
.-= Kavita´s last blog ..Bachelordom =-.
because the ocean comes next.
So that I teach myself to break open the cage, and then enjoy the blissful flying experience. After all, what’s the point in just having something, and not knowing it’s value! And here I quote.. “Cuz you don’t know what you’ve ’til it’s gone..”
.-= Kavita´s last blog ..Bachelordom =-.