A Pigeon On My Roof Poem by Seema Aarella
A Pigeon On My Roof
Our eyes met, atop the fifth floor
We exchanged a glance of pain
I could not comprehend it more
As she came, she flew again
Now perched on a higher roof
Occupied in her personal woe
Amidst the heartless a heart aloof
Stalked by wolves a frightened doe
Tears rolled down my pale cheeks
Her pain ebbed in a hidden clot
A firm plea her muteness speaks
For wars of time, she too had fought
A gloomy blue descends from sky
And coats our fragile mind
I think of home and silently cry
Her home was an impossible find
I can sense what ailed within
As she looked beyond the town
A common tide took us in
For our home we pined intone.
An amazing poem written in a delicate and gracious style..A write from the depth of your soul..Thanks for sharing and best wishes! A.
I think of home and silently cry Her home was an impossible find These lines show your masterliness shan
aweeeeeeee such a sad beautiful write................well penned
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I would like to translate this poem
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12/5/2025 11:52:21 AM # 1.0.0
the poet and the pigeon are blended in an identical bond.though it is believed birds soar high and know not what cares is.nice poem,