Monday, 17 May 2010

THE HANGING NEST

There was a green woods
And there was sky blue,
There was a shining Sun,
There was some light and hue,
Though there was shared space,
Yet there was no much race.

Humans with greed
Took more than they need,
Though much of space,
They forcely acquired,
And that much space
We haven't required.

It was the time
when I lost my nest
I lost my calm,
I lost my rest.

Buildings became highrise
And there was no sunrise
People were traitors,
They were senseless cheats
Who I never wish to see
Nor ever like to meet.

Here I fear to flutter
Even my powerful wings,
And dare not take to sky
Where the dangers lie.
As this haunted me ever
I liked this life never.


So O' Lord,
Give me a thorny tree
Give me some power,
Give me some place
Where I could weave the best
And hang it on that tree
MAKING IT HANGING NEST.

There to lay my eggs,
There to have some rest.
And there live with peace
There live with grace.

In a week or two,
I'll lay my eggs
Hatch them to a life new
Not facing danger
Inside the house.

I'll feed my little ones,
And give them stronger wings
To fly in the open sky
In the winter or spring.

All dreams came true
In my cozy nest
That we have made
Out of diffrent waste.
Chicks were chirpy
And restless lot
Who made us busy
Day and night
They play sometime,
Some time they fight.

But our happiness didn't last more,
Fate had a gloomy day in store.
A saitan visited my nest,
Our dream were badly shattered,
And emotions severely battered
And put to dust for ever.

1 comment:

  1. So O' Lord,
    Give me a thorny tree
    Give me some power,
    Give me some place
    Where I could weave the best
    And hang it on that tree
    MAKING IT HANGING NEST....
    sir when the world is full of throns, thorn of desires, thorn of aspirations, thorn of dreams and thron of ambitions.... you just seek a thorny tree to hang your nest... wonderful thought... in modern global perspective.

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