It cannot be fathomed,

Through words and smiles….

Just how much love

Under the mask belies……

 

The dense dense forest

Does not reclaim

The sky’s vast 

and endless fame…..

 

The tiny tiny bird

That spreads its wings

Does not proclaim

The sky as its dwelling……

 

Sometimes the love

We hold inside;

Is for that sky

Which we, like birds

Cannot decide,

If it can be our cosy little nest

Or do we

Like dense forests ,

Do not let its pieces

Fall inside………..

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