The Musings Of Owl. Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

The Musings Of Owl.



When everyone fall asleep
The snoring sounds I hear
Sits near by the homes
In small branches of trees on my own
My eyes glimpse, ears clear
I can see things in its own ways
My sound you fears, still I sings
The songs you sometimes neglects
Or feared or use to fear the little ones
It is my own concern and safety
That I prefer the nights to sing

Thursday, January 28, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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Life of a bird owl.
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