THE BIRDS' SONG...

The birds were singing,

Singing a song

That day..

A song, that I did not understand,

Wordless yet understood,

Without rhymes,

Without any verses,

It was soft,

Melodius

And full of pain,

Still so sweet,

Sweet to the ears 

And all the senses

That soaked in the music,

Music that was heavenly

And dreamy,

Just like my dreams..

Dreams which are colourful,

Melodious,

Soft and sweet,

Meaningful,

But never deciphered.

©®Madhumita