In the day, as if clouds are giving the shade,
Right there chirping counted, my breathing I swear,
Like a ray of glee, you sparkle dusk to dawn,
Would have given you more if had a heart in spare.
More than tussle among your sight, sharing & smile,
Would like holding your thoughts crossing the ages there,
You walk on, mock or leave assuming freaky beside,
Dreaming is planted where missing isn’t a rare,
Missing isn’t a dare.
Right there chirping counted, my breathing I swear!
Pure… From the heart