Bird Song


Photo Credits : Pixabay

Sing me a song, my love,

I whisper into the darkness.

Her gaze latches into my soul,

Searching, questioning.


Happy or sad, she asks,

Sad, I reply.

And she opens her mouth,

To create a cloud of melancholy.



Author : Shaheen

It has been centuries since,

That voice was heard.

But sometimes,

Comforting echoes are heard,

For those desperate enough to listen.



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