Leaving the coziness my nest,
The sky we hover around together,
My birdie abruptly migrated,
Into the unsafe sphere of strangers.
Straws, grasses and leaves we piled together,
To build a cup we could call our home,
Left lying all around as mute witness,
Of our carefully woven shattered dream.
The leafy walls of my habitation,
Preserved history of our sweet
tweeters,
And the story of
our the lovelorn
glances,
In their dried up structure.
But the time has already erased the memories,
Of our undesirable and unpleasant chatters,
That led to our
unfortunate separation,
And replaced them
with your odor and my
tears.
Your friend, your adorer never expects
anything,
Never claims or demands your care or concern,
Come back to me,stay within the field of my vision,
Be joyous, I will become happy witnessing
your grin.
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