When a bird sings in sheer delight,
It doesn't care who listens to her.
As it perches on a tree from a flight
Its mates and peers flock together.
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Poets and Birds are one of a feather, After all, the first pens were quills, That enabled them to sing together. Loved this poem, especially: In their melodious choirs harmonized, Are some of life's sweetest symphonies Bull's Eye or Should I say Bird's Eye? So sweet, enjoyed.
@Sandra Feldman, Your brilliant thoughts shared here only enriches my humble poem. Thank you for the kind words. Stay Blessed.
There is always someone who listens to the twits and you twit very sweetly.
Thanks for listening to the tweets I make, Akhtar Jawad Bhai Sahab! Your appreciation is an inspiration to me.
Loved reading it. Just like a bird I too keep singing, Unperturbed, if anyone is listening.
@Abdulrazak Aralimatti, Thanks for reading the poem. Inspired by your comment.