A Conversation Between - A Bird And The Pond Poem by M. Asim Nehal

A bird flew towards the pond
Sat on at one side of its bank
And started a conversation
You poor pond, don't you feel dumb
Lying in one place, just waiting for others
I feel pity at times as I pass by.
See look around how beautiful this jungle is
Those animals see them, they roam free
That river, flowing from the mountain
Reflecting the rays of the sun and moonbeams
And day and night playing hides and seeks
And my flying around from bushes to bushes
Carrying grains, making shelter and laying eggs
Speak up Pond and share your grief
Pond with his inherent quality of calmness and patience
Listen to everything and replied with a smile,
Oh my dear bird, we all love the way you
Flutter, mutter and does the chattering
So nice of you to feel my pain which is not,
I am happy go lucky I do not need to roam like you all
You all come to me in a hurry and in thirsty state
I enjoy when you take a sip, I love to feed you all
Imagine if I start to roam, how will you find me?
Probably without you around only few will be affected
But without me, here you all will feel the pinch.
I share your loneliness, your sorrows, and your victories
And also your defeat, you all come back to me again and again
Now think about what you feel and you will be proud of me.