Consternated

Once immensely chirpy;

now as quiet as death.

For a bird catcher is on his way.

Trying the best to hide

from his devious eyes.

But skillful and determined;

in the end, he will get his prey.

Fluttering in his hands,

trying to flee away.

But there is no respite!

And all fades away…

Now freed, but

left with a broken wing.

Endearing very hard;

the sky always seems way too far.

Abiding by the enforced fate,

on the grounds, new  abode is set .

But still as quiet as death;

as who’s to know,

the bird catcher might be back again...

* image source: Google images.