The Owl Weep Poem by RADHASHYAM JANA

Became sunset!
A lot of parrot flyed—
See that in the glow red sky.
A light brown clouds is coming in float
In the sky, And saying that bye bye!
Suddenly listened a cuckoo is singing—
A pleasure song of mine.
A lot of peacock is dancing in the field then.
Suddenly a deep night,
Appeared in the half of the world.
A bright moon became abloom.
And a owl started to cry!
Perhaps it was told not to fight more!
Reason by this fight open the died door.
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