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"That Bird"

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 was never able to track???

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