Arranged, But In Heaven

They were little cage birds,

Seized from the sky,

Forced into a steel home,

No longer could they fly.

First nights were stranger, but

Then the wall did melt.

In chirping and sharing bites,

A certain warmth was felt.

Soon came the hatchlings,

Filling the cage with life.

"Blessed be our family forever"

Said husband to his wife.

Their children grew up fast,

Like an arrow, time flew.

One day these kids shall depart;

In heart, they always knew.

There were days of anger,

Days of fights and silence,

But it was the days of love

That made their relation dense.

Old they grew, with each other's help,

But romance grew young instead;

Suddenly, one fine morning;

Together they just dropped dead.

All birds assembled for the funeral,

At the bottom branch of banyan tree,

"Wish they had lived long" the egret

Regretted "Wish they now fly free".

"Such lovely they were"

Remembered the raven,

The old owl remarked

"A match made in heaven".

© Nirmalya Panigrahi