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I sat beneath a withered tree, A little swallow on the rock beside, Eyes gloomy and wings ducked, Whispered with a silent reflection, I am not made for the world. The swallow noticed me, With a little effort said to me, Hey, human you are so fragile, So fragile, to avoid us, Even the tree shed because of you. Listen, dear swallow of sky, Why do you rest here ? Deepened in despair and grief, What has happened? Put off the weight your little wings carry. I have seen the miseries, swallow said, This earth curtains it, With all the might but at last, It is revealed after a hunt, All the heartbroken gems and jewels. The swallow continued in sorrow, This globe is going in ruins, You can even notice it, All because of what you’ve done, That only you can restore it. Notice the nature, the seas, The skies, the grounds, The society, the energies you live in, All will vanish one day, Not now, but someday. Tell me human, Are you all black hearted ? Or am I black eyed ? All I have seen this far, Coincidences or consequences? I replied calmly and gently, With all tears in my eyes, Dear swallow, fly from here, In all the years I have aged, Is not even close to reply you, Fly back to ‘The Happy Prince’, He is ready to answer you.
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Jan 18
Jan 18, 2026 at 1:02 PM UTC
The Sad Swallow
I sat beneath a withered tree, A little swallow on the rock beside, Eyes gloomy and wings ducked, Whispered with a silent reflection, I am not made for the world. The swallow noticed me, With a little effort said to me, Hey, human you are so fragile, So fragile, to avoid us, Even the tree shed because of you. Listen, dear swallow of sky, Why do you rest here ? Deepened in despair and grief, What has happened? Put off the weight your little wings carry. I have seen the miseries, swallow said, This earth curtains it, With all the might but at last, It is revealed after a hunt, All the heartbroken gems and jewels. The swallow continued in sorrow, This globe is going in ruins, You can even notice it, All because of what you’ve done, That only you can restore it. Notice the nature, the seas, The skies, the grounds, The society, the energies you live in, All will vanish one day, Not now, but someday. Tell me human, Are you all black hearted ? Or am I black eyed ? All I have seen this far, Coincidences or consequences? I replied calmly and gently, With all tears in my eyes, Dear swallow, fly from here, In all the years I have aged, Is not even close to reply you, Fly back to ‘The Happy Prince’, He is ready to answer you.
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Jan 18
Jan 18, 2026 at 1:02 PM UTC
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