WHISPERS OF THE SILENCE...............

THE WHISPERS OF THE SILENCE,

CHANT TO ME SO OFTEN,

THESE FREE BIRDS IN THE SKY,

WITH THERE WINGS SPREAD,

GOING MILES ON MILES,

SEEMS AS IF RACING TO  LIFE,

THEY DON’T STOP TO MOURN FOR ,

NOR DO THEY COMPLAIN ,

FOR THE COMPLEXITIES OF THERE LIVES,

THEY BEEN GIVEN TO LED,

WITH ENTHU THEY MAKE IT UP ALL,

IF SO COULD BE THEY,

 THEN WHY DO WE,

SO MANY COMPLAINTS,

SO MANY FLAWS,

ALWAYS RESTRAIN,

FEEL PITY AT THIS, AT TIMES,

THOUGH THEY DON’T POSSES INTELLECTS AT SELF,

STILL THEY KNOW THE ART OF LIFE,

SEEMS THEY HOLD IT TO THEM,

THAT HAPPINESS ISN’T IN CRAVING,

IT RATHER  LIES IN ONE’S BEHAVING,

WANNA BE LIKE THEM ,

PHEW AWAY ALL ILL,

WANNA BEHAVE ,

RATHER TO CRAVE,

AND,

CHIRP TO THE NEW MORNING LIGHTS,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

                                                                                                    -RICHA DIXIT