Listening the two birds, my heart,
Began to feel the nature beauty.
Their names are so sweet that,
I can remember forever.
Their eyes are like pre-mature stones,
That hangs on sky.
Picking small sticks from collection of woods,
To build the nest is somewhat like high...
The nest is filled up with their,
Large number of creation,
That looks like ancient family.
They fight each other,
While eating the food which is hidden.
How beautiful the life of such creation!
So sweet when they reach up to the lovely place,
Which is full of love and prosperity.