My feelings are heard by the birds and animals, <br />I converse with their own speaking customs; <br />My threshold is uncertain, they are ignorant, <br />Forces are at work, and the playing of the stars is mild. <br /> <br />Stars and certain planets cease to exist if I sing, <br />My cage is that of a slave, in spectacular arrangement; <br />My songs need biting as my lunch needs biting as well, <br />These are the stars I recollect from experience and trance. <br /> <br />My feelings are like that of the stars and birds, <br />I am human and free, conversations matter to the infirm <br />And weak in health, and my doors are always open to guests <br />Who enjoy my company and not just animals and birds.<br /><br />Naveed Akram<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-feelings-with-animals-and-birds/
