Mirrored Bird

They breathe in the redolence of my wings,
Inspires them to fly,
My feathers are so Vibrant,
each flight crosses the Sky,
Modesty comes to define,
if I dive down ever to raise ’em high,
I’m the bird that mirror refines.

They dream in the glint of my eyes,
shelters them to desire,
My sights are so keen,
each reverie comes to down,
patience has to define,
If I doze off ever to make ’em bright,
I’m the bird that mirror refines.

They utter in the firmness of my beak,
impels them to vie,
My words are So Snappy,
Each Word meets its line,
Rights get in to define,
If I Strike dumb down ever to
turn ’em open-eyed,
I’m the bird that mirror refines.

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