The Lost Bird


By Manya Harsha, Class 4 , Vibgyor High School, Bengaluru

My mother lost her friend from childhood
As she recalls the days, on the terrace she stood 
Feeding those tiny tots with grains of rice 
And The little birds chirped for the humans wise
As the days passed with human greed 
The Mobile towers surpassed the birds need 
Neither the Sparrow nor the seed 
The cry of A sparrow never heard indeed
In this city, the tiny creatures no more hop
Neither are they seen on the rooftop
Gone are the days of a sparrow
A bird Endangered, to be seen tomorrow!


Manya Harsha Vibgyor High School