When a bird sings in sheer delight, <br />It doesn't care who listens to her. <br />As it perches on a tree from a flight <br />Its mates and peers flock together. <br />When it sings, at times they respond <br />In kind, at times they just be there. <br />A few of them might just abscond, <br />While most would sit as if in a prayer. <br /> <br />Just like a bird I too keep singing, <br />Unperturbed, if anyone is listening. <br />Oh my friends, where have you been? <br />Why do I not hear you too sing? <br /> <br />Birds and bards have often shared <br />Natures delight and life's agonies. <br />In their melodious choirs harmonized <br />Are some of life's sweetest symphonies. <br /> <br /> <br />Dhaka <br />12 August 2014 <br />Copyright Reserved.<br /><br />Khairul Ahsan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/of-birds-and-bards/
