Last fly

Noisy and black in the morning, "Shut up! Crow." And crow is shut now. Listen to the melodious voice, Lovely peaceful to heart and soul. Where did she go? Koel. Now who will talk with me? Like the parrot talks the whole day. A chilly and guava is for you my friend, But you are not here. Rice and beans are spread over, Over the streets, But neither pigeon nor sparrow came! Thank God! Penguins are far from humans. The lakes filled with fishes but without ducks, Now fishes are finding friends to talk. I can't sleep like owls in the nights, And can't fly like eagles above the skies. Their eyes are too small, But polished like crystals. Could see warriors like nails, And all with unique voices. Did they fly up the clouds to become a shining star? Or they are dead and dumped below the grounds? The ones that used to inspire people to fly! From the ones we learnt to live with family. Where are they now?