Pigeon And The Huinter Poem by Gajanan Mishra

You are my guest, my dear,
Wait, I am trying my best
To satisfy you, and telling this
The pigeon jumped in to the fire.

And the pigeons went to heaven,
We have seen in ancient old days
Such is our tradition here on this
Earth, every creature has its uniqueness.

The hunter was the guest of the pigeons
One rainy cold night and was hungry and
Sat under that tree, where there lived
A couple of pigeons.

O you are great,, my dear pigeons, as because
You have gathered dry leaves, brought burning stick
And put it on the dry leaves, the guest got warmth
And You sacrifice yourself by jumping ion to the fire.

O bird, my dear, You treat your hunter-guest
By sacrificing your life and went to heaven
And what we the men are doing here, see
We are looting the guest and taking away everything.