A song

Birds somewhere sing afar
A melodious outburst
Who thinks of war?
Unlettered lips have some song
Their hearts out pour
as no knowledge sought,
effortless bliss comes along..
While curious critics think,
should it be admired so long?
A simple courage pays
ignoring limitations people
throw upon..
Oh,little regard to accept
the norms
An emotional truth,
an appealing form,
a train of thoughts,
felicitates silence that
waited beyond..
Weapons turned against
whose habits known,
honors so sweet bestowed
upon;
Though bad past odor
mixes to tell,
don't believe all what these
short term praises sing
like a thousand bells..
They'll soon turn around..
Let humble flowers wait
for their turn,
whether it happens or not,
let cup of hope be filled
to brim and made to run..