Words Are Nothing Poem by Tribhuvan Mendiratta
Words Are Nothing
The words are
Nothing but bird language
Small birds come up to me, but
Eagles and hawks just watch cautiously
With their sharp eyes from high up in the sky
Even though my language is clear
No one responds
A few did
But they're all gone
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