Lonely Poem by ved prakash

Once again my heart philander
Like a bird perhaps a gander.
It flew and flew aimlessly in the sky -over the villages, over the towns, over the rivers, over the mountains.
And then it saw a flight of birds on the plain
Which seemed somewhat vain, so did not take pain and went on flying and flying without any gain.
At last it saw a seed of grain and slowly landed down at a distance and stealthily moves towards it
and it was about to get it
Then suddenly a swallow came and took away that bait.
Such was its fate.