When the birds chirp

When the birds chirp , I feel pity,
The time coming somehow,. i wish does not perish them
Sighting a pair of doves sitting somewhere,
 my heart would sink,
let it not rob them
of their happiness.
The sparrow of my childhood,
someone i wish would
bring back,
The man builds
 the houses,
destroys their nests
cutting them from the roots . The sound of chirping in  morning,
someone i wish would bring it back
from somewhere.
There are no trees nearby, how can I breathe now,
the sound of the uneasy horns
kill my senses
The phone became necessary,
without it there wont
be any peace,
the fever of Facebook pitches day and night,
 Devouring our nature
and birds,
they still are not content..