Chirping Dawn Poem by MAHTAB BANGALEE

Flying, jumping from this bough to the bough
Chirping sharp, calling the friends over slough
The foggy smokes are walking away slowly
For the adult winter the rising sun is mossy

The sparrow couple is sipping from bean flower
Over the plums there are dancing the warblers
Twittering songs enchant the pink rosy fragrance
With flapping wings the butterflies on buds trance

Thru the window glass the sunny ray is peeping
One cup of espresso is fixing my eyes to the link
To natural canvas my darling becomes obsessive
With these pleasure my soul in poetic verse trip

Nature is ever alive; nature is divine, true beauty
Where the chirping birds is the music of divinity

© Mahtab Bangalee
Chattogram
February 06,2023