Wait N Watch Poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
Wait N Watch
Our green budgerie
Feels not weary
Sitting on her legs
Inside her clay pot
With the only thought
Of warming her eggs!
Any curious peek
She meets with her beak
Leave her alone
Shows her face
A divine happiness
Strictly her own!
She's in no mood
To forgo her brood
Not relaxing till hatch
Steeped in motherhood
Eats little food
Her patience has no match!
We cannot do much
Except only watch
So long she incubates
Till one fine morn
Cute chicks are born
She has her new playmates!
Very divinely and delicately crafted piece which is glowing with the bliss and greatness of motherhood.......... very nice
it was such a soothing poem. the bliss of motherhood and the joy of a birth you painted well. nice one.
So lovely a picture of motherhood! I too have watched and wondered how like a hermit the birds brood over their eggs until one by one all of them are hatched! A poem with great ease of diction and felicity of expression!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/19/2024 10:38:56 PM # 1.0.0.1119
What a sweet poem. I love birds, and certainly to see mama bird caring so for her unborn is a true marvel of nature. And when the chicks hatch, then the fun begins. I love this poem!