..The Fallen Bird..

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I saw you looking up into the sky

Felt as though you were about to cry..

What made you stay back till the late night

Or was it because you could really not fly

Perhaps you already had given it a try.

Didn’t try helping you, know not why

A touch of comfort before you died

is what you yearned, but we both were shy.

How was the fall,the fence was high

Hope you went in a state of joy

Bidding the babes a final good bye..

Forgot your story as the days went by

Returned to the site , and was touched by the plight

Motionless ,me for a moment and you forever

you were,No!, are beautiful, even days after death

Not a crack , or a mark on your colorful cloth

You must have had a beautiful heart, filled with faith

Sure you have fallen through a brave last flight.

Thanks for giving me a chance to help you

Return to the sand in a state of bliss you

As a queen, rest in peace you

i would now forever miss you

Never I , but it was He who helped you.!

..The King and the Kids..

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The blowing trumpets, the glowing armors

The flowing enemies,  and the frightened subjects

Tell us , tell us oh boy, how many are they

Hundreds, hundreds is all I could say

Scare him,  beat him, how many are they

Hundreds, hundreds is all I could say

Soothe him, save him, said the King

How many are they, count of the beasts

Now i know, and it’s simply nine

Love and fear are but tools

Chose the former, they are a hundred per camel.

Served him for ten, saw him ten folds

Never a rebuke,  strike or a poke

How could i not see him while asleep or awake

This testimony, with tears I spake

Father, brother, none but a King I served.

Cried oh my bird, I’ve lost my beloved

The footsteps of the King , made up my mood

How could this little I , more even the bird

Feel the bliss, the whole kingdom deserved

I am compelled with the love you’ve bestowed

How could i ever forget the comfort you’ve shared.

My father, my uncle what a pleasure to the eyes

Where, where have you been all these years

I’m here as a slave to a King so kind

Lets go for the bargain, how shall we fund

He is yours for free, except by his choice

That’s done a deal lets move oh Zaid

Love you both , my King is more beloved

Slavery not freedom is the choice i make

I am the one , the only to be mentioned in The Book.

We together, are blessed with your grace

Enjoyed the moments we played the race

What a ride said the viewer,  no the rider said the King.

We welcomed the king with collision not coalition

Laughed aloud while he was covered in blood

Amazed when he commanded to leave us unharmed

The King could’ve crushed us with the power he owned.

Wondrous case is the conquest of the land

A day of mercy was the slogan that was heard

Pardon in power is a thing we learned

A dog and puppies were for never so cared

Wish this little I was in His kingdom so blessed

Hope the beam from this pen guides through the dark night

Till i reach the dawn of your sunlight..