The world has changed rules and regulations <br />Not only thoughts but also sincere passions. <br />Day is night and night has become bright <br />Moonlit nights are but charmless sight. <br />Seasons come and wander in streets <br />Not allowed to enter homes and fleets. <br />Wanton winds are forbidden strictly <br />We have our own seasons perfectly. <br />But O Sparrow why are you chirping <br />You have no duty time usurping. <br />Your chirping is sweeter than melody <br />Though you are far from prosody. <br />Thanks for chirping in my compound <br />You make my sick soul so sound.<br /><br />Prof Niamat Ali Murtazai<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-chirping-sparrow/
