THE BIRD.

Why?
I ask her
Why do you stay at one place
When you have
No limit
But
The sky.
To the bird
I say
Who sits at my window
All day
Singing to herself,
Carefree,
Not afraid,
Of my eyes.
Only by my touch.
As I open
The window
And stretch out my arm
It flies away
Out of reach
But comes back
The day next.

And so I listen
From only a distance
For there must be
A reason
She chose to stay
And I, to fly…..

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7 thoughts on “THE BIRD.

  1. “She chose to stay and i to fly” is brilliant!!!!!

    Does this post have anything to do with the pigeon by your window?

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