Feel the melancholic sound of the bird
That sings a song which feels me sad
I knew its dear one is lost
A cruel poacher caught it in his tricks
The helpless bird tried its best
Praying to spare the life of the dear one
Who cares to hear the plight of a helpless
There it lost the dear one for ever
They together lived the life so far
They together ate the grains with happiness
They never complained to any one about the world
Or cruelty of humans or their exploitation
Still they are punished in such a way
The poor bird still sings a sad song always.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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