17-01-2025
Friday
Hear the birds, what they say
Upon the tree, in the morning.
Hear the birds upon the tree
What they sing before the sun shining. !
Hear the birds, what they speak
Upon the hill, at the evening.
Hear the birds upon the hill
What they whisper before they sleeping. !!
Hear the birds, why they fly
Upon the cave, at the noon.
Hear the birds upon the cave
Why they cry with a melodic tune. !!!
Hear the birds , why they silence
Upon the roof, at the night.
Hear the birds upon the roof
Why do they peace without any fight. !!!!
(“Hear The Birds—The Ones Who Sing While The World Sleeps.” – DIARYPOEM24)
What a beautiful poem! I love hearing the birds chirping early in the morning! It’s particularly special to me because I often don’t wake up early enough to hear the birds before all the hustle and bustle! And whenever I do wake early I’m in a rush so I don’t have time to relax and enjoy the beautiful sounds of the birds! I’m usually always busy and in a rush! This poem reminded me that it’s ok to slow down and take in your surroundings sometimes! Thankyou!
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