Nestlings inside the nest
are cosy at night sleep
I flutter my wings
dream by sweet dreams
branches by branches
Dark pupil of my wide eyes
Keep vigil an open vistas
Where my children
are safe on trees
Away from the gun fire at night
Ammunition of love
Shy away firing bullets and dropping shells
Waging war on fronts
While keeping fixed
my unblinking eyes
.......................
Reword: This poem denotes the power of love. When the world is wagging its uglier tail, the mother of nestlings keep whole night vigil in protection of her children.
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