glimpse

Birds are adjusting in small nest
Humans are still sad even after a fest
Birds chirping sounds so sweet
Humans are screaming as always cuffed at feets
Birds got wings but their isn’t any arrogance
But human nature is based on ignorance and nuisance
Birds work hard, doesn’t matter if its day or night
But human waste their time in unnecessary fights
Small beak of hers carrying heavy sticks
Humans keep themselves busy in thinking if they fits
Either you can fly like a bird or stay grounded
It is and was always ur choice to be healed or wounded