The Islet Of The Disowned: 03- The Nest Hired Poem by Subhas Chandra Chakra
The Islet Of The Disowned: 03- The Nest Hired
What else
would you do?
My birdie, it has
been the go,
go of this world, my dear-
A bird never belongs to a tree,
But a tree belongs to her.
Every bird awaits its dusk
The dusk of its life,
each passing day
before leaving it for the day,
To escape the bond
a sense of response,
Like tenants sometimes
shed a tear-
for the house
that they had hired
to dwell for a year.
each passing day before leaving it for the day, To escape the bond a sense of response, Like tenants sometimes nice poem thanks poet 10++++++ for it
Like tenants sometimes shed a tear- for the house that they had hired to dwell for a year. Beautiful poem shared. 10+++++ Rani
Like tenants sometimes shed a tear- for the house that they had hired to dwell for a year. Beautiful poem shared. 10+++++
Like tenants sometimes shed a tear- for the house that they had hired to dwell for a year. Beautiful poem shared.
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Like tenants sometimes shed a tear- for the house that they had hired to dwell for a year. A beautiful analogy dear.10