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The birds shall fly high

The birds shall fly high

The birds shall fly high,
The rivers shall not weep,
I found tranquillity with nature,
The beauty in its sleep.
With the pandemic out there,
I questioned the agility,
Felt like a caged bird,
I asked for civility.
But the nature without humans,
Boone itself high,
I saw the news, was ashamed myself,
And took relief in a sigh.
The water, the air,
The Himalayas in despair,
It depicted a new time,
A time for love, a time to care.
A time to understand the fundamentals,
in which we revolve,
A time to regain conscience,
To learn and evolve.

There was something in the winds,
I felt a bitter truth unheard,
It was worth for the humans,
To be filled and unfurled.
The nature, O’Lord,
I weep for mislaying,
But here is the new beginning,
Here is nature swaying.
So cheers to the dolphins,
Who got its place back,
And also to the beautiful creatures,
Since human was in slack.

I felt as if an anguish erupted to be heard within,
And here nature has it’s own technique to depict itself and win.

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Heerak Singh Kaushal

A person who is not afraid to 'call a spade, a spade'. You can often find me in two moods, either talking to everyone or just a quiet child. I live in a bubble that whatever it is shown in the newspapers, people are still good at heart. I wish you the best and may your pain just blow away!

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