I never appreciated the freedom of breath that I had
Until my lungs choked. I am home quarantined
None but two things happen now: the day and the night
Empty dark and light, they just pass, without the courtesy
To ask, hello, how are you?
I watch the birds fly through the window
But this morning the birds said Hi to me
I stammered, somehow waved back my hand
I asked if it was out of gratitude or sympathy
They said there must be something special in this morning!
We have always been waving at you! You never replied!
I said, I am sorry!
I never appreciated your flight until
My wings broke off
Kaiser Maqbool Lone