Love is not what you expect
But gained from an act
That coutns as selfless
And brings tremendous joy on face
What do I care for?
Why do I feel soar?
Nothing to gain from selfish people
Only I have so struggle
I look at sky
And certainly try
For my catch on ground
The eel hunger is found
Love has its vastness
With full trace
That vies inside
I think it seriously and decide
Even though I may be called 'Kingfisher'
But that is essential for my hungry
I must catch my pry
Look at sky and try
I go for hunt
And bear the brunt
People call me real cheater
But I am loner
I stand on one foot
Look inside water and feel fit
All the times I remain on alert
With daily new hunt to start
This is life
And we walk on sharp edge of knife
Daily new challenges
With strong resolve to manage
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This is life And we walk on sharp edge of knife Daily new challenges With strong resolve to manage