Once in a While Something Comes Out of My Pen Which Holds Relevance Forever
Can't Recollect When I wrote This, It Has Been Re-produced in Some Places on Internet But I definitely hold a Copyright on This :)
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As I peep out of that small window, I find a bird perched on the sill, chirping in its glory.
Its wings so blue and yellow, that its looks right out of a story.
I try to be as quiet as possible
In care of disturbing its glee,
For a little noise from me can make it flee.
Its oblivious to the attention
And the joy it creates in my mind
I just sit and enjoy this rhapsody
Blessed I am suddenly out of the wee.
I try not to scare its wits
As I hear the song in bits,
It might just be another day
Tomorrow I might not see.
As I am caught in the rapture
A sudden thought flits my mind,
Should I try to capture
The beauty that’s so free.
Out of the blue its looks at me
And fixates its stare
With eyes so guileless
“The song is for thee”.
The frank avowal
Sweeps me in a denial,
And mocks me on my face
I could dare not reject this plea.
The time arrives for it to flee
The skies beckon deep and blue,
With a promise of a tomorrow
It leaves a gift of glee.
As I gaze towards its flight
My heart feels so light,
A blue feather is insight.
Knowing a creation of such splendor
I nurture the moments of the rendezvous,
I will just let it be!
