Two sparrows lived in a love sublime.
One engulfed by ambitious pride,
Wanted to travel - far and wide.
He left one day
With hollow words,
Thus, fate split the lover birds.
He soared in the cloudless sky,
She cried in her nest,
Yearning to fly.
Months after months-life was such.
Alas ! he missed her warm touch.
To come back home he yearned by,
And finally he returned to set out for the western sky.
He found the nest filled with snow,
Her remains buried in her woe.
The tears falling eternally true,
He melted into that white hue,
He knelt at her soiled grave,
The stone reflected words few.
It read-"Every has a dreams,
Mine began & ended with you....."
