The Sounds Behind a Silence

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I look up to the sky,
I see the sun on top,
With the birds that love to fly,

I see the clouds like a wave,
Flowing on the bright blue sky,
A symbol of energy for the brave,

I rub my eyes with the hand,
The moment I look down,
I see the green brown bed that's land,

It reminds me the fact,
Of the birth of new life,
Which is the symbol of peaceful act,

Then I catch a sight,
Of the same flowers with different fragrances,
Which aggreviates my fright,

That the people around me,
Are also the same,
But with different hearts I can't see,

Just then the whispers of wind appear,
And make me feel their touch,
And make the things clear,

Then the birds fly and sing,
The song of their freedom and life,
To make me realize I too have wings,

The wings by which I can fly,
And migrate to the Merry land,
To escape from the people who make me cry,

Then the night comes to turn the page,
Of the sad and old story,
And start a new one without a cage.!!

By:- Mukashifa Patrick

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