A Little Bird and My Net

Chongtham Ronikumar
I set a tiny net.
A small bird flies
In my way.
It flutters wings
Its tiny heart goes,
Tweet tweet tweet.

I will cook it soon
And walk around
Somewhere else.
I roam just like a priest.

But when I come back
To my spot,
It is not same so
The net is getting empty
The little bird has flown.

Up in the sky,
So blue and bright,
It flaps its wings
And takes to flight.
I smile and say,
"You are very lucky today,
Fly away and feel free
From me,
My little bird."