Birds Chirping We Hear All Day Long...
Sometimes In The Mornings,
Sometimes In The Noons,
Sometimes In The Evenings Too.
We Take Them As Their Calls For Each Other.
But, What If,
It's Their Cries To Us,
Their Cries To Be Free.
To Fly High,
To Fly Free.
What If,
It's Their Plead To Us,
To Treat Them Like Birds.
And Not A Sports,
About Who Hits The Most.
Birds Chirping Can Be Heard To All,
But Understood By None.
Maybe That's Where We Are Going Wrong.
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
the unspoken words...
Poesiathis book is a compilation of some unspoken words that we all have stored in some unknown corner of our hearts... but... we never give them any voices... they are always kept unspoken... read it and unveil it, and if you like it, then do share it!^^
