two birds left me clues
about life and laughter
a tiny wriggling worm
between their beaks while
their eyes staring at each
other
slowly they fly flapping their
wings to reach some height,
a game of passion perhaps
the worm vanishes amidst
flying loose feathers while
the reach the golden blue sky
they call in zest as I see
their shadows mix with the
rays of sun
an empty nest awaits the
return of beating hearts in
songs of raindrops
this is beautiful. the part about the worm between them is so apt
an empty nest awaits the return of beating hearts in songs of raindrops...beautiful realization my dear poetess. create from your poetic heart new gems.. wish u that today. tony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful poem. "They call in zest…..their shadows mix with the rays of sun". Loved the images you have used to accentuate the poetry