Since the murder
Of my friend
She-sparrow
And her spouse
Abandoned
My company
And their nest
In my garden
A sort of
Feeling of guilt
In failure
To save her life
Becoming
Stronger
And stronger
In my heart.
A healing touch
Offered
By the time
Another
Guest couple
Smaller in
Size and shape
Un-authoritatively
Authoritative
Occupied the nest
After having
Found it vacant.
A little bit
Fearing of me
Watchfully
Spying
My activities
Throughout
The day
After confirming
My nature
And behavior
Of born
Hospitality
For the birds
And animals
They heaved
A shy of relief.
Within no time
Restored back
The pleasantness
And cheerfulness
Of previous days
Shadowing
Painful and gloomy
Memories
Of the past.
Forgetting-
Viewed as
A short-memory
But, I enjoy
It to be
A cure of my ills.
For one may go
And the other
May come in
Occupying
The nest
In my garden
But, this-
Coming and going
Goes on for ever
Unnoticed
On this earth
Cycling as
The law of nature.
-Copyright © hrsharma ®2015
Ludhiana, Punjab, India.
a beautiful poem, well-composed, i enjoyed reading the poem, thanks for sharing, if you find time please read some of my poems and leave your comments,
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Time is a big healer. Thanks for an amazing narrative which gives credence to all important human values even when it involves birds and their nests. Thanks.