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Oh, Why? Why?
Why did she die?
I cared for her so much,
my love wasn't a lie.
I'd found her
in the wooded knoll,
ravaged and mauled by a hawk.
I was tempted to leave her there,
but at the thought, my heart did balk.
So, I took her
with me, to my home,
and nursed her lovingly back to health.
Her melodious songs became my solace,
more priceless than all worldly wealth.
But, I always
failed to understand,
why melancholy haunted each song.
Though I loved her so much,
and never did any wrong.
I put her in a
cage with golden bars,
so she wouldn't sleep in the trees.
I gave her kisses and sweet words,
and fed her on the sweetest of peas.
She'd lived
lonely in the forest,
but now I was there to love her.
She should have been have been happy,
in my cage, away from her nest in the fir.
I tied her
beautiful little feet,
with a dainty silken string.
With a lot of love and care,
that I'd spent in weaving.
Still, she was
sad, ungrateful bird,
sitting forlorn, from dusk to dawn.
Singing songs of melancholy,
grieving like a motherless fawn.
A wild thought
entered my head,
I thought I'd set her free.
I desisted, as I loved her too deeply,
to leave her would be selfish of me.
One day she
lay still in her golden cage,
and never again opened her lovely eye.
I wept, for I'd done all I could for her,
then, I wonder why did she die?
~Rachit~
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