Poem-: Where are those chirps?

 Where are those chirps?

Where are those chirps?

In the morning whom we hear.

Where are those chirps?

That makes us forget our fear.

Do we ever know,

What kind of pain do they bear?

Do we ever mend,

Their dreams shattered and tore?

Where are those birds?

Around me, they sing

Now what I see is just

The feathers and their wings.

Where have those birds gone?

Soaring high upon the sky;

But when I now look upon

Quite still they lie…..