Sombreira poetry
Monday, June 21, 2010
बिरद migration
Bird Migration
I see no birds today
Need them for my loneliness
Wonder why they flew?
The birds which left
Built me a nest of feathers
A bed of eiderdown.
Birds are transient
Open the door of any cage
See them fly as dreams.
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