Adieu to the dove

Adieu to the dove :-(

I remember the day when a fluffy friend nested
By the window sill of my room, it spread
A pigeon laid two eggs in its small home made of sticks
Two babies in white little pearls hidden in twigs

The eggs hatched, few weeks later
Two new beautiful white snow birds,with grey collar
Their continuous chirping and little cries
Two little angels in disguise

Both mother and father fed them in turns
Little seeds and grains
Eyes as golden stars twinkling bright
Gentle wings making ready for flight

I enjoyed this sight every morning and night
This little family surviving life's fight
I found new friends in these birds
We spent sometime daily cooing as songbirds

Few days later, One night as I was resting
Heard a sound of pain and crying
There was that sneaky Cat, crouching low
Towards the birdies as stealth crawling slow

By the time I could do something
The cat had one bird in its mouth scuffling
It had pounced on other bird
It was all hurt, drenched in blood

Ache of pain and the panic of despair
It cried for help but mama is seen nowhere
The cat fled away as I approached
Leaving the other little one almost dead

Tears ran down my cheeks seeing this tragedy
Couldnt breath for a while slightly
With a heavy heart I picked up what was left of it
Hoping there was miraculously life in it

I realised it was a Hope against Hope
Kissed it, felt like my neck stuck in tightrope
I placed the bird back in its place
Changed my room at once with pale face

What if the mother came tonight or next morning
Asked me where are my babies with eyes hoping
She knew I was always there nearby
Maybe I will protect them from predators eye

The parents dreams are shattered at once
Is it fully wrong on cats part or nature's balance???
Or Is this Luck, what I witnessed
Or Is it "the survival of the fittest"???

A bird called Sparrow

Title:: A little bird called Sparrow

When I was little and young
A small fluffy bird always sung
A little bird called Sparrow
I used to see it ages ago

Covered with brown and gray coat
With dark patches at his throat
Chirping, flitting near my window
Looking for seeds and grain below

The season has changed now
Where have you gone all alone
Your double chirp call note
A song you sung and I wrote

O my little bird, are you homeless
In the middle of this concrete jungle mess
There are no trees for you to nest
No more bushes for you to sing and rest

You were once so close to Human habitat
Always flew on my window sill and sat
You were my best friend and so distinct
Are you on the verge of extinct??

Is it the malls & amusement parks,
Is it the skyscrapers & glass landmarks,
Or is it too much vehicular traffic
Is it Human that led to this tragic

Is it the highways & mobile phone towers
I see no more nests alongside the rivers
Is it the air and noise pollution
That's driven you to extinction

Today I sit with my grandchild
Telling about you, so little so mild
A little bird called Sparrow
I used to see it ages ago

All of a sudden, I see you fly & sit
Just next to me in this moonlit
Again singing in your own tune and voices
Where you had been all these ages

I see you flutter chirp again
Your little eyes search for the grain
To see you today is such a delight
A moment to remember in my twilight

My eyes are filled with tears and happiness
I don't know what to say I m wordless
Has human realized his mistakes that you survive
I see you singing, I see you alive

My grandchild looked at me and smiled
Said it was really a beautiful bird
He liked you more and adored
As the song you sang he heard

The Grandpa saw a bird so real
The bird he sung with, so special
His grandchild made a magic
A 3d animation was his pure trick