Gazing at the sky one random night I saw a bird flying in the cloud of my mind I was surprised by the daring act of that two winged creature Flying between the clouds various times Irrespective of day or night time. Looked as if it had lost something For the reason it went exploring various unknown destinations. In search of its very own nation, That was somewhere misplaced. Tired after searching, the bird sat on the building's top Trying to locate in a huge crowd. Scared was bird what if it couldn't be found For that was the only one thing gifted to him on an alienated ground. Days passed by and nothing was found Didn't even have the guts to pay visit to lost' hometown. Days, months, years passed by, The bird was now old and waiting to get bowled. Silently it walked away from the world The world that was never his own, Irrespective of the infinite trips. That bird left a big question behind What was that one thing that it
Driven by the means to communicate.....