The Lonely Bird Poem by Muzahidul Reza

The Lonely Bird
February 9, 2020


The lonely bird flies, walks and eats at midnight
Whatever luck does help,
And pours melancholic tones at the dead of it
When all birds begin to sleep,
But sleeps at some hours in the day
When all birds walk, eat, sing, cry and
Make nests with leaves, stalks, straws and hays
To mate and rear the young ones right;

This bird thinks over the stern reality of life that
How the foods of all the beings get ready!
How much quantity they need!
That they can easily eat everyday,
Again, how the days pass so fast!
How the beings grow quickly and become old!
Where from they come!
And where they go again!