Everyday Poem-11 22nd January 2026
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Most dreams are absurd,
disconnected and disjointed
And I was tormented
By my own feelings
Then came a bird and asked
About my well being
Knowing my situation
He started singing to soothe me
Then came another bird
He too sang to calm me
Then, came another and another
Still I cried
Because I could not find
The old bird among them.
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