Chip Chick Chin Chont Poem by Nabeel Ahmad

In the melodious chirping of birds,
I heard a music- O Lord!
They wanted to show  me a wonderful gift,
Which never prevailed in my thoughts.
I asked them- what did they want?
They told- chip chick chin chont.

Understanding their language was beyond my thoughts,
Yes, you are right, I m only a stupid creature- O Lord!
I was sitting in my balcony,
Observing every trespasser.
when I tried to unlock my phone,
again I heard- chip chick chin chont.

It was a surprise for me,
I wondered- what it actually meant?
All my vocabulary, all my grammer actually failed.
I was like-no knowledge in this world actually prevailed.
As I was observing the newspaper's fonts,
I heard-chip chick chin chont.

I closed my door and went to the park,
Seeing the nature's beauty,   my mouth remained half,
'Playing of squirrels,
Digging by earthworms,
Barking of dogs'
And melodious voice of wind was all I could feel.
I sat there and Heard again-chip chick chin chont.

But now I knew what actually it wanna say,
Have  courage and say what you wanna say,
Some do understand, some don't,
Understanding language is not in their way.
Tell them-
the real happiness is found in feeling what no one else will ever understand,
that's all I came to know about chip chick chin chont….