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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required As I searched the calm sunless afternoon sky- looking for the humming aeroplane; piercing the layers of patch sky under the fie- shade of undense orange sapling, as the effulge plane became fainter- the hum louder; and the pale trail less unseen; my eyes and mind kept on searching the- colourless layers of patch clouds; untiring; before a melancholy bird started in trance a- voluptuous song not far from my height as she caught my gaze she became afraid- unstable, of even the echo of passing air; but she didn't flew away, stretching her feathers- clunging the tiny branches in might, undermining the large unknown evil in me that- even me wasn't aware, which is not fair, I think with her size, and luster brown colour she- might be from the families of doves In retrospecting forgotten past, she was inventer- of French kiss; body clung intimate; as I picked a bolder to cause her harm, I saw her- feets adorn with glib of cut-off reeds I think she had patiently walk the lather of- insidious love, and now becoming a parent, in three days when I remembered her; I checked- for she had beautifully woven her nest; she laid two pale-white colour eggs, and- whenever I passed, she laid serenely on her eggs, each time I sat under the tranquil shade of my- sapling orange; she watched me in haste, till one painfully cloudy afternoon when rainstorm- came, and overpowered her experience I was away watching Manchester, and Arsenal- play, coming home I meet her wet in farness; exhaustion, and cold added to her despair as she- watched me picking her eggs on the floor, I embroided her nest carefully; under the haze of- cold; medleying her stale reeds in freshness; placing the crack undamage egg in company of- the merge damage shell; as my tears flow, I ponderously watch as she came some feets to- her nest taking it maybe as derision travesty she gaze longer at her broken eggs; timid to laid- on them, as we watch ourselves in sterility without knowing what the other was thinking- then she flew faintly high onto sky as rain jades next morning I found her coldly dead, rigidly beside my stool under the sapling orange shades.
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