Time is the real Master

Once upon a time, 

there was a little birdy

Chirping along with family, 
and peeping from his nest.

One eve the birdy saw anotheron the next branch.

Both fell in love at the first sight,

Hereafter,
they always chirped together.

Folk of the same wind 
flew together to different skies,

Far away from their own nests, 
they were setting up one on their own.

Life was dancing, so they were.

Sharing weal and woes, arm in arm.

Then wind changes the intensity,
and so the fate.

The calm breeze turned into a storm 
And shattered nest within an instance.

Brutally, and no reason why?

All the chirping hushed at once.

And lovebirds got separated.

Life turned an elegy,
An endless pain either.

Where are you my little birdy

I can’t fly when you are not around

This is what I feel without you

Alas! I have words but no sound.