Love Knows No Fatigue
Apollo began his work
Afresh on a new nest
Life was not the same
After Daphne left him.
Bri was on his fourth nest
O! In the herd, the season's best.
Already installed females three
Sure, a fourth will come with ease.
Aps was not satisfied
Of his new nest woven
For his Daphne beloved
Abandoned it half way,
He started to weave afresh
A new nest, which he decided
Shall be becoming of Daphne
In its beauty and its charm.
From the best green Pinna
He scraped smooth shreds thinner
Long enough to weave the nest,
Using his sharp little beaks.
He selected only the best
To build his Daphne's nest
With all energy and zest
He went on and on without rest.
As in part 1, I say use 'beak' not beaks. Perhaps Unnikrishnan knows of my four wives? 4 stars again. Ok, I'll give five after recalling your last stanza's rhyming. ;) bri : )
I have noted your suggestion. Shall come back some time to make the corrections
an enduring stuggle for love Bravo! And don't even speak to the last person he's not worth it
Who is 'the last person'? ? ? Perhaps LA is confused? It can happen to 'The Best of Humans'; I know, because it's happened to ME! ! ;)
Thank you LeeAnn. It feels wonderful to read your note. Your words make me happy 😊.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
OOPS. i GUESS i already voted 4 so I can't now vote 5.; (
So thoughtless of you, Bri! Small wonder you three wives ‘left you', though you may claim that it is the other way..