Where have the birds gone?
Too many of them used to roam
The sky over the villagers’ head,
Yesterday, I saw a couple too sad,
Are many of them dead?
The parrots, pigeons and sparrows;
Humanity’s flowery arrows,
Have they gone too far?
Away! Where man is not at war
With the nature, –
Awaits where future
Like a self imposed zoo,
While, vast treeless tracts rue
For the natives now exiled.
Sometimes, the winged visitors come
To solace the mighty tree gone dumb,
The houses now without corniced crevices,
Oh! The niches, holes from the wall
Enter the plastered souls,
Architect, thou grow too tall,
Too spacious and monotonous fouls,
Accommodate which only human,
Oh! Why thy constructive acumen
Sprouts only from the nature’s grave?
The birds thus try to reach
Where we still have not,
To escape our civilizing shot,
The chirps and the singing shrieks
Which the kids imitated to sharpen verbal beaks
Now die and fade out
Amidst all this urbanizing shout!
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