Darkness
At the appointed hour
Wings
At the specified joint
Fire
Where it is needed
When the tree caught fire
Thank god the birds were in flight
Phoenix
Is not mythological
The fruits appeared the next season
with out a day's delay
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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Hey what's all this with Charlie all of a sudden. Some guy gives him a mention in a poem about visiting a barbershop now this! Excellent stuff, Prathibha. The fifth stanza sums the man up entirely.