In the forest, there were two little birds
God gifts on earth , special from other birds
Green, blue,purple;the birds had royal feathers
Everyday they dreamed of becoming the best fliers
From dawn to dusk,everyday they tried
To fly higher and higher as far as they could sight
They reached a new place evertime,eagerly waiting for the sunlight
Their feathers grew more prettier,glowing bright
They wanted to become the best fliers,their wings looked like clouds on fire
A day came and they met with their ugliest dream
They had to part with their royal feathers
Broken they looked,with their spirit soaked in tear
Everything seemed normal, next morning when they got up
One bird looked at the sky and he wanted to fly
The other bird looked at his wings and began to cry..
ummm... so the moral of the story is:
ReplyDeletetry NOT to dream about the bad things ("they met with their ugliest dream")
... lekin tumne unke saath aisa kyon kiya gorgeous? :-(
haha Atul..the moral of the story was that there was still positivity..only if the other one looked at it:)
ReplyDeletenice one..
ReplyDeleteloved the end.
Thank you Vikas:)
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