Home Less Poem by Sushil Kumar Tripathy

I the homeless tiny bird,
Called me as house sparrow,
Thatched roof, with clean well ventilated
Open space I prefer to nest.

Years passed with
Vanishing thatched Roof
I am running with dwindled life
At the heart of concrete jungle
In search of a place of nesting
Failed in my mission,
Slept on the branch of poles
Of transmission line.

Nature's cruelty plays
Oozes out the eggs
I have to lay in the nest,
I cried as loud as I can,
Before it touches the ground
'Save' 'Save'.