A Song Bird's Song Poem by Vrunda Shankara
A Song Bird's Song
A Quiet summer morning,
Getting warmer by the day,
As I peep outside,
I see no song bird,
And hear no songs.
I wonder...&..
I think aloud..
True..all these days,
When you sang without a break,
Wanted to shoo you away.
It wasn't because of,
Your song,
Which is always soothing,
It was just my mind,
It's state,
Which wished you to
Be quiet
Come back..little bird,
Sing..your song again.
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Once gone may not come again / leave a memory or a trail of pain good work vrunda, keep coming the heart's outpour