(this poem provides a right mesage which respects the fact that 'u should wait for the right time to strike') br br a nightingale sang too early br it thought the shiny blanket of snow br to be the petals of jasmine br the sound coming through the caves br when the cool wind blows through br sounded like the horn br marking the beginning of the spring br forget did the nightingale br about the sorrows of winter br the tears that matter in the shiny eyes of hers br she forgot the grief of staying alone and still br the memories of flocking together br made her heart beat a few times more and br pump blood a few drops more br and sing the song a few seconds more br she sang, she flew inspite of all the dew br eventhough she couldnt fly br eventhough no one stood by br moments passed, mountains covered br but the exhaust and the pain br of the chill and the thoughts br dried the oil in her heart br and she dropped down with pain br she realised the soundness of the word 'PATIENCE' br she realised that she should wait br for the time which is right br for us to come out of dark br and return to lightbr br ajith patnaikbr br