Two little birds on the wall
a sign of happiness in all
a strange inference I believe
nothing much it gives.
They know not what we think
sit there and nicely blink
could have come for a rest
only they know the reason best.
We are clever in interpretations
could be a gift of the imagination
an ordinary event gains importance
like that of birds on the wall in reference.
Reference do they do
read them in blue
dig deep to get a clue
then away they flew.
Inference they got
after a long thought
they quickly bought
the schedule in a sort.
What did they do?
there is nothing to rue
as the vital is due
though it would be only few.
They invariably resolved
to go straight to solve
the matters involved
in a pragmatic way devolved.
Anything engineered looks mechanical
with a measurement typical
and the angles in focal
looks exactly radical.
Anything that is a spontaneous outflow
with an emotional flow
and the expressions in toe
appears absolutely a glow.
There is a variation altogether
with a thought and feel in tether
the former is stronger
the latter is soft as a feather.
The thoughtfulness checks with diligence
the spontaneity pours with no reference
that is the only difference
which leads to a sea of inference.
Likely to be ignorance.
It is a pretext of innocence.
It is a mask for foolish deliverance.
It is a camouflage of avaricious indulgence.
It is a manipulation to grab with hurried semblance.
Succeeding the duo march with egoistic diligence.
Unaware of the pits that are ahead of their reference.
Their momentary success is reflected in their impertinence.
Time waits for no man’s observance.
The duo find them in an entrapped inference.
Their ill earned money undergoes a disappearance.
Their undeserved pride stifles them to a grievance.
Gradually they fade away from the limelight presence.
It is a long story ,
Full of events ,
Packed with contents,
Annotated with pretence,
Quoted with reference,
Narrated with preference,
Listened with inference,
Enjoyed with deference,
Passed on with credence,
Calling for an observance,
Testing the indulgence,
Finally creating a performance,
Of delight and diligence,
Accosted by a gorgeous appease,
Solicited by a courteous inhibition,
Oh ! it is going to places,
Oh ! it is a marvel of words,
It is indeed a grand story ,
Though long and crazy.