Two Little Birds Poem by sehdev sharma

In the foggy winter dusk,
I saw,
two little birds,
sitting on a feeble branch,
of my orange tree,
in the backyard.

When I saw those little creatures,
these looked at me,
simultaneously,
though I stared at those.

There was no gap,
between their bodies,
they looked like two bodies,
and a single soul.

They didn't get scared,
neither they tried to fly away,
They glanced in the eyes of each other,
Perhaps assured each other.
And within a second,
ignored me completely,
as they didn't sense any danger.

On backtrack to my room,
I contemplated,
Those tiny birds,
have no assets,
have no dreams,
have no superfluous aspirations,
but they had,
bonding,
trust,
association with their mates.

Perhaps,
these birds understand,
better sense of humane values,
even being birds.

SEHDEV SHARMA
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