Flown birds from trees
Fallen leaves from trees
You birds hid on greenish trees
Braved leaves on greenish trees
Birds never had Permanent destiny
Leaves never had wings of destiny
Wind's direction
Leave's green
Bird's melody
Earth's gravity
Life may be bird
Life may be leaf
People flew might have fallen prey
People fallen might have turned manure
We are not vultures historically
We are not terrorists mysteriously
Daily
We will be singing birds
We will be shadowing leaves
-Manakavingyan
Singing birds- the sign of poetic freedom in writings and feelings. nice to read you
The comparison is excellent.The ending lines are beautiful.Liked a lot..tfs
Good. But I would love to read the Tamil version
Comparing the birds, trees, men and their life is really good; Keep it up! Leaves - Is it leafs?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice, life is such, it can be connected to any thing.