Birds of hopes always at par,
They sing a song of wandering star,
At the night of delusion of destiny,
It always remain dissolving at far,
Once the cage become their home,
Their tour finishes as curtain falls and zoom,
Wherever they have gone,triggering testimony of unity,
Unity costs, because they caught too easily in net while roam,
I remember the Bengali verse "ekela chalo re",
As most of such birds are stray,
That sometimes it is better to be alone battling,
Than to irreversibly fight it off with the huge of fire catching hay!
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