I saw a bird different
all in light grey colour with a yellow beak
being not used to seeing birds of reference
having such distinct colour and sleek
wondered from where it came from.
Might be a migratory bird from a land
known for cold and snow in the realm
fearing the icy wind had flown grand
travelling thousands of miles across
flying over the seas and mountains
scared off the iceberg and thaws
has come to a place certain
where there be no frost and no cause
as to get killed in the cold
where it could survive in moderate climate
with lots of sunshine and water
feeling much better and comfortable in a state
after the passing away of the charter
possibly would return to her abode
refreshed and re equipped in strength
understandably this 
is surely the bird’s code.
Meenas Poems 