Bring Her Back

Mother Nature has blessed us with myriads of splendid creatures. Sparrow, the bird, being one of them. These little birds, as lovely as they are, are declining in number due to various factors like climate change, and pollution. But some effort from us can give them a world which is once again habitable and sustainable to them.

I had penned this poem as part of a social campaign called 'Save Sparrow' initiated by my erstwhile employers. This poem is dedicated to my little friends, Sparrows.

Bring Her Back

With wings of fire, and beak of rock,

High soars the ave, just like a hawk.

With the rising sun, she makes her ecstatic call,

A piece of beauty, pleasure for all.

But the sun of her fate sets fast,

And into the dark she disappears.

But no matter how long the Tundras last,

Her loud and screaming cries, one can't overhear.

Getting lost,is she, with every mile she flies,

Bring her back, back to life, before she completely dies.