A Bird's Love !

I can do what I like,

For me people are alike.

I do love their distinctness, their individuality,

But I have my own version of reality.

I can see you in high and low,

Often, staring right across the window

While I am here right on my tree,

Unnoticed, happy and carefree.

And then I fly,

Up there high, very high,

In the serene, blue sky.

Under the Sun shine, seldom I shiver

Across the clouds, over the river.

Above the mountain all blue and white,

Shining bright in the day light.

And then with night, I come back

With growing moon light, I come back.

 Perhaps, on the same tree.

Where again its me, only me.

And then, I rest.

In my nest,

Feeding my kids,

Hoping for the best.

With next lustrous ray,

They open their eyes.

I set my sight

On the tranquil, Orange Sky.

And then I fly,

Up there high, very high.

Nothing more, I will never need.

For, this is everything,

I ever Loved.

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I started Writing this poem almost 8 years ago. I am glad that found it safe on my hard-disk (Don't ask how it reached my hdd, because I dont remember that :)) !