A Brief Dialogue With Asparrow Poem by KAVIN CHARALAN

Sparrow you with your tiny beakes pick up grains
I spread in a small plate
Sparrow you always swings in the
hanging antennawire loop
Sparrow you are flying hither and thither in my house
as if it is your morning exercising gym
Sparrow you take bath in the pothole rainy water
and dry your little wings in the morning sun shine
Sparrowyou always aspire to fly eagle's height in the sky
but fail to do so with your little wings
I ask you why this failing feat my dear little bird?
Sparrow you fly freely and happily in my house and garden
Sparrow my little angel with little wings
you are always close to my heart!