An Address To The World- || The Forgotten Sparrow||

Accustomed mornings, with the break of day, the sunlight ray was heard the chirp of bird

Out of her nest; in-charge of every morning was ' The House Sparrow'!

Hidden you are, lonely you are sparrow. Your absence made our life narrow... or forgotten you are...?
The morning queen.

The eyes look for you in the sky, ears await your voice- the saviour of every morning- the Sparrow.....

Ascended in age from kids to adults, hear your chirp.

O mother sparrow!! Restless were those mornings without your melody

Solitude is the childhood of every child without your voice every dusk.
The pride of every nestling tree- the Free Sparrow....

Significantly small in size, the precision of the eyes looking forward to astound people..

The cries of sparrow is ignored..

The innocent and rejuvenating sparrow has now lost it's strength... sorrow and sacchrine she, resoluted to stay in nest, recites the forgotten sparrow

Lost is the soul of house sparrow.. gone she is..

In silence resides somewhere else, the Forgotten Sparrow.