Confined

I've been given wings
but told not to fly too high.

I've been blessed with a voice
but told not to sing to the sky.

I have a garden of flowers
but none holds any fragrance.

I've a house,
however, its locked from the inside.

I've my eyes
but they want me blindfolded.

My ship with a broken sail lies,
With the tide gone,

I'm left behind.
I don't breath, i sigh...

With each sigh,
a desperate prayer flies.

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