Treasure Island

Aftab Alam

(15 th April 1967 / , , RANCHI,)

Love, I Mean


A bird chirped at my window
With a straw on its beak
Then came the other, freak
As I went near, imitated low

I peeked and knew their sketch
One by one straw they fetched
Making a holy nest, poor wretch
I took away to myself and stretched
Took a lung full breathe and thought
In fact lost humanity I brought
Love ‘tween the two which I have seen
Love thy name a holy sacrifice, I mean

Submitted: Friday, September 13, 2013
Edited: Friday, September 13, 2013
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