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Unknown Bird

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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