O Birds of the lovely feathers!
You fly high in the sky
Unmindful of what you leave-
What you need not carry
How happy and carefree
I find you on your flight!
Coping with grudge, sorrow, and pain
hoping over regrets, fear
laden with our burdened hearts
we move heavily, down your sky
How much I envy you
On your freedom-plight
28th June 2020
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