The Bard and the birds

poem

Once upon a time, A poet lived under the tree of life.
He exhaled the poetries that lived in his heart.
He talked to the birds and mourned the separation of leaves during fall.
Danced in rain, Sung the songs of ecstasy when the spring came.
One evening, it turned mellow dark
And the poet died.
Since then the birds come here every evening and sing the the songs that he left unfinished.
#kahaani_wala

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