On the tree of hope their nest lies
A mother &Two twits
Whom they just hatched
One of them is "Twis" and the other one  is called "Rob"
Twis loved the sun he called it the land of light

And Rob was a normal bird he eats seeds and always fights

 

Their mother loved them so much

She taught them nothing is like home

the place which saves them from storms

and any creature that frighten

they pecked on the tree their names

showing the world and them selves

That their home, their family and loving god

are the reasons why they are happy.

All the good memories that mixed with joy & love

are living in their minds, can't be forgotten.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

But Twis made his mom lived in grieve

He wanted to leave to the land of light

Like his father, the missing one.

 

 

Mother I want to fly
High till the roof of sky

I want to fulfill my dream
Which is the land of light
The first thing that I have seen
When I came to this life



Don’t fly on your father's trend
He has never come back
The sun which you are so keen
Burns more than it lights

You will miss us so bad
You cant get rid of loving home
The place where you belong
How could your mind reset that?

 

Mother I can't look behind me
What if I saw your sad tears?
Then I know I would give up
And let my dream die
Goodbye from now on
I love you my dear!



You're waving to me your hand
Saying to me goodbye
Asking me not to wave back
And in my life just go on
Well, my heart is not cold
I have sensitive feelings
Warm just like the water
When it's facing the sun for long

 

On a say day he flew

when about the dawn was breaking

to meet his bazaar destiny

and end his life in a mystery

 

With full of joy he was sinning:

 

" I reached the sun"

" I reached the sun"

" The land of light "

" The land of fun"

" My fears are gone "

" I'm newly born"

" I reached the sun"

" I love the sun"

 

 

 

 

suddenly, while he was flying, facing his smiley sun

The tape of memories started to run

He remembered his dearly mom, and his annoying brother

whom he purely loved .

All the images of his family, their nest and their tree

Forced him to turn his back on the land of light

letting his dream fade way

flying fast...

panting towards his lovely home

"So sweet is my home"

 

At least that what Twis will keep in mind

for ever.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Comment by beautiful mind on May 9, 2011 at 21:39

hi

well when be sweety nothing can be like it as we said"east or west ..home is best" but it's not means to stuck with it we should not be connected with home so much we should have our own characters dreams are not sin

 

your bird have a dream inspite of being fail i'm sure he learned an important lesson .

 

i like so much your use for this bird's family

Comment by Mr_Night on May 9, 2011 at 20:15
Thanks all of you, i wasn't very active after writing this, but i would like to appreciate your support. Thanks.
Comment by Valentine on April 9, 2011 at 11:25

There is no place like home. What can be better!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Place  where are waiting for us, where is loved and cared about us. It always will be at out hearts and in our minds. 

Simply amazing!!! Thanks for sharing, Dear Night :)

Comment by Surawan on April 8, 2011 at 5:10
Everyone knows how much home really means. Going out, taking trips or having journeys may be fun, enjoyable and pleasure, but at last home is the place where we belong.
Comment by Unni Saroush on April 3, 2011 at 13:35

We will realize how nice is our home and the love of parents only when we stay away from them.. Like twis I realized it when I left my country for a  job...

there is a mixture of emotions in this poem like mothers love ,braveness and nostalgic  feelings of twis..anyway thank u for this fantastic post

 

Comment by tania on April 3, 2011 at 1:32

home sweet home... what may be better than it .... where we don't live we always remeber it ...home sweet home....    nice poem... thanks for it

 

Comment by pink dreams on April 2, 2011 at 22:57
nice poem i enjoyed it,
Mr.Night,,, fabulous as u alway have been.
god bless you.
Comment by Hani on April 2, 2011 at 22:41

 

:)

 

oh Mommy, Mommy ,,,i wanna fly too :)) my winds are these pieces poems of dear Mr.Night .

I wanna reach my star .

 

appreciate you Night , im just getting more feathers adding to my wings :)

Comment by Baby on April 2, 2011 at 18:36

wow that's awaesome

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