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Kishan Pratap Singh

Tragedy Classics Others

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Kishan Pratap Singh

Tragedy Classics Others

Goodbye

Goodbye

1 min
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I am a bird, imperial blue,

With wings of desire

And eyes that gaze higher

I talk to winds and aim horizon

I am no ordinary bird.


But I plucked my feathers

Desire dead,

I gave everything I had

To my little four eggs.


I hugged them, kissed them

And talked to them,

"My precious, my kids,

Mama is waiting for you." 

And life came out of lifeless,

Four tiny little birds,


All little hungry ones,

Chirping for my love.

They were fearful to fly

Unknown to the world.


For once I thought,

"Why should they learn to fly?"

But keeping the thoughts aside

And filling them with desires,

Their flight with fire,

I taught them whatever I knew


To jump, to hide, to glide.

And the day came,

When they flew higher and higher

With adamant desire,

I could see the future,


No one returned and

It was goodbye forever.


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