The Golden Bird: My Love

I have never known you completely dear,

My love was based on what I hear,

But still somewhere deep in there,

A love existed that was just and fair.

My childhood had gorgeous ideas of you,

I longed forever to have an entire view.

The globe and the maps in offer,

Made me crave and deepened my suffer.

And then I grew up into a handsome man,

Your exploration in my blood ran,

But somehow things were changed by now,

The ideas of childhood were marred by row.

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The newspaper and the media going live,

Created a more negative and less positive vibe,

The common man, that I am,

Sucked confusion and had perception jam.

I have turned into a middle-aged,

Dreams and wishes, all caged,

I don't blame the rulers or you,

To this ruckus, even I am not new.

Yet, my heart is aching with pain,

I know, there's nothing to gain,

But trust me by Jove,

You are still my golden bird; My love.