A Bird Poem by Domes wau

A bird singing hard on branch of tree
Its Songs tell tales of its life from one to three
When rime of song penetrate a life’s page
A nature feels to dance on stage

That bird flies anytime where wind blows
There is no other listening to its voice
Just every branch says the bird is a mad
When the bird feeling happy and sad

A universe could not distinguish
What the sound of happiness
Which a rhythm of sadness
Only the bird song is flatness

O.. The little bird on this world
It flies again searching for a piece of peace
The wind just takes the bird out of hardest place
Where this world bring the bird to a nice palace