Sadiqullah Khan

The Parrot - Poem by Sadiqullah Khan

I held him so near
So dear
Breathed some life into him
Some drops of water
On a cold wintry morning
I had seen him
Hiding his face
Beneath his wings
In warm feathers
He was sad
And my little sweet daughter
She came
That the parrot
Was sick
He was light
He looked with great compassion
Once or twice
His last look
On the world
From the cage
He breathed his freedom
By giving his soul

Topic(s) of this poem: love and art

Comments about The Parrot by Sadiqullah Khan

  • Rookie - 13 Points Anjali Sinha (1/1/2010 11:50:00 PM)

    Joe Poewhit says, only we people have souls
    do we? Has he seen them, felt them?
    otherwise nice poem
    -10 anjali (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 192 Points Joseph Poewhit (12/30/2009 6:55:00 AM)

    Parrots really don't have souls, only us people. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Poem Edited: Tuesday, September 8, 2015

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