Homeless
He flies far
Collected Sprig to make a nest
Wish he could Guard her eggs.
She flies away
Leaving their nest. The shower of time
Washed the abode,
Made them homeless.
City-lights eradicate night lull
City-sounds daunting the eggs.
O Ethnic, keep patience
There will be sunshine
We will run far,
So far, would never return
Your dwelling dismantles the tiny abode
The flock of humane shoos it
They will miss the old tree
And squeeze the recent arbor.
Copyright © Litan Dey | Year Posted 2014
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