Winged desires...

I saw today two sparrows communicate they vented sorrow, they let out grief; T hey vented all that mutilate relief They broke all silence and made way through Nor through the woods nay the cannabis They sounded their hearts they sounded their souls They parlez love,they parlez trust they parlez sympathy that neutralise all apathy. We unlike them, Relations in silence hem. We nuture love we caress mate What diverge it takes,is that we don't communicate.........

W oven with care ,the silken twine, the bonds of love, of man with man. T he desire to give and desire to thank, the desire to live every ounce of time But the ultimate time ,desires no life. T he death approaches like a lumberjack , and saws the bonds of love and like, M y heart pines and my heart cries my heart weeps and craves for the dead . D awns the sun with blissful memories, and enroaches the night with the knowledge of emptiness . B ut the mad love in the heart often over the seven seas ,a ray of hope in kingdom of dark. A craving heart and a moistened eye Questions the creator, "to give thine heart dewdrops of smile, can the Dead ever come back?"