A golden sparrow flew high in the sky,
Burning black crow shook her wealth dry.
Furious fellow only saw a shining lie
While the riches were kept in a priceless heart nearby.
When the burning black crow tried to seize the heart,
A warrior shot him with a dart.
The golden sparrow wanted a new start
But alas! Her strength got divided in parts.
Skint sparrow started to lose hope;
Nope! The warrior didn’t let her elope.
He tied all the shattered parts with a rope
And viewed a merry horoscope.
The golden sparrow again took her flight,
The Ganges beneath her saluted with a warrior, a knight.
She flew high in the sky with Red Fort alongside
Where the Tricolor stood bright.