LOVE
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The parrot was ill in the cage,
No movement, no activity of life,
A starling flew and flew around,
Watched his life and death strife.
The master was sure of his death,
Master opened the cage-gate at last,
To let him fly away, for last breath,
Above,in open space,in forest,so vast.
'Parrot may fly away,cage be empty,
To clean it next day,for a new bird',
But a miracle happened in the night,
Inside cage,Life fought a solemn gird.
Little starling was sitting in the cage,
Was feeding the parrot thr' her beak,
Though, freedom was most precious virtue,
Bondage of love,surpassed all the peak.
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=keshav dubey=
4-11-2021
www.keshavdubey.com
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