Golden sparrow…..

Turning pages of history

Revealing stories of discovery,

My eyes glued over a page

the page of our drainage,

Flowed out emotions of standing

in the stream of understanding,

The place of Gods of morality,

rulled by gods of humanity,

The place of oneness in main,

from showering in rain, to travelling in train,

Seems like imaginations of vow

where are this now?

Seems like glued over tales

of no fairy, no mails.....