Lovebirds and nature
Born as a pair
They never had a second affair
Their short love story capable of shredding a tear
Oh all the troubles they share
They bare each other forever
Just like a coolie carrying the heaviest gear
No matter how sad the fair
Always supportive a perfect couple's wear
As all they care is about each other's smoothest feather.
If one dies
The other one closes her eye
And together they fly arise
From all the cages finally they own freedom's disguise
And what's the prize
Next life they are again born as soulmates ties
And it stays if they are enough wise
To find each other amongst the seven continents wide.
I know the tale is too weird
That can never be engineered
But that's how strange and lovely can be the nature
Such widespread imagination from the creator
And I am the prophet of the maker
Preaching his thoughts into this world's flavour
Sure that few are gonna understand what's written on the paper
Others are gonna think of it as an used razor
But ya it's my hobby it's my favor
As I have been born to write till the pages pile up like a glacier
No matter how much I grow greater.
I am just a labor.
- Aandaleeb Mukherjee
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