After a moderate supper
He went for a walk, about a mile
The galaxy of stars was making silhouettes
And the moon was playing hide and seek
The air was bustling through the bushes
Fragrance of several flowers were competing
To ignite the fervors
The night was dark and copious
As the slumber caught his body
His mind started to wander in dreams
He saw a blue bird with thick fluffs
On his windowsill, singing a melodious song
The corporeal lust kindled the wish to cage the blue bird
No sooner the song finished he started the conversation
O' little bird where do you live?
What do you eat were his questions?
I live in that mountain's hole in a nest
Distinctly stitched by my mother,
I eat some grains, small insects and sip flower's nectar
O' bird you are so cute with blue feathers and red beak
Why don't you stay with me here and sing for me every day?
I shall feed you with the best of the foods you wish to have.
No, I am happy with what I have, please do not entice me.
He threw some nuts, grains and seeds to lure
The Bird remained unmoved; freedom is dear to me at any cost
The devil in man sets the ploy to capsize the bird
Soon the blue bird was inside the cage
In shock and despair, she ate nothing
To get out of the cage she tried everything
Each try left a broken feather and a scar on tiny beak
Finally, she succumbs to the situation and started to sing
It was the most sorrowful song the man has ever heard
He felt the pain and agony of the bird
And set her free from a cage
The bird flew and sat on the windowsill and promised
Will visit every day to sing a song for him
With a joy on his face, he got up from the dream
And saw a little blue bird singing on the windowsill.
A wonderful story of kindness, compassion and freedom. So full of wisdom. If we will abide by this wisdom, there will be harmony. Beautifully crafted write with superb imagery.10
what a treat tis to read ur blue poetry and comments of dear Kumara Mangalam ji he has blacklisted me and you have also taken steps to ignore what error have i done to ur hatred secure both of u are great poets I love to read today while having oranges I remembered thee
Life is too short to fight with someone, I was away for 10 days and missed PH. Thx Much
They went a mile far in super galaxy and this was amazing really. Fragrance of several flowers were competing. A bird was thinking to get freedom. With a joy in face bird wanted to sing. An interesting poem is very well penned with rich imagery and excellent presentation...10
Thank u so much Sir Kumarmani Ji, Your comments are always special...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A lovely poem! Though it is only a dream, the empathy and compassion he feels for the bird is so genuinely described! In fact it is lesson for everyone who cages birds and prevents their free flight in the sky! Freedom is a treasured thing both for man and beast! A 10
Thank u so much Madam Valsa Ji.