Your Winged Messenger


Yesterday, as I was reminiscing

And thinking about thee,

A nightingale flew up to me

And whispered in my ear –

“Hear! Hear this sweet music

Given me by thy friend

Of whom are thee thinking now

In this quiet solitude !”

She then sang a sonnet

So sweet and so pleasant –

My heart was filled with happiness

And pranced about with joy.

Her song reconfirmed my thought –

In thee I have a friend that’s true.

I knew not what to say to her,

Me thinks she knew what I had to say !

- Sangeeta Mundhra

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very nice sonnet indeed with a deep thought.

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