June 12, 2025

Haikus

No songbirds like the nightingale,king of the woodland birds, 
The migratory birds in their wings regalia arrive in the spring,
Chirping songs beyond the melodies of sonorous voices


Catchy melodies pave the crossroads with pantheon of beautiful dreams.
O we steed and meed melodies 
To find the way to golden hills 



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