Big eyes are blank and petal lips are sealed with a deep silence,
I always called her a happy bird,
but she can't chatter anymore,
She is hiding now in her nest,
and isolated from the world,
Her loss is big I know,
Her cheeks are dry now,
and the water from her eyes lost her glow,
It's a cruel world,
It made her to loose greatest Love and closest friend,
I know, she can't bear the pain,
but still I hope she will fight and come stronger again,
I wish every day in front of her nest,
She will soon open the door,
As this is my pray from the core,
GOD, please don't hurt her anymore.
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I would like to translate this poem
You are so sentimental and kind, not everyone does put melodies of happiness in gloomy lives of others.............. You beautifully personified your friend as a bird, they appear so hapless and docile...............lovely write