Thursday, April 17, 2014


the image is taken from the following web page -  link

two little birds, 
fluttering their wings
chirped the songs of love 
to the morning sun!

touching their beaks, 
feeling the warmth
flies across the golden beams
to a land not seen!

singing all way, 
they crossed the grays of sky
yellow marshes
and sky blue ponds.

just before the sunset,
they reached the golden fields
where the shadow of mountain
lies in deep tranquility

beyond the corn field,
an old tree faced the world.
the lights from down town homes
gave the wood a heavenly glow.

on the top most branch they sat
their eyes sparkling in the night
the world looked peaceful, 
like a paradise should be!

in the midst of all rush
some day is where you'd find me
their feathers touched with love
in each other comfort they slept!