A temple city of Tamilnadu I had an opportunity to stay in;
Everyday when I looked out of window from the fifth floor,
I saw buildings mixed with green trees down below always..
And when I looked up vast blue sky was with clouds everywhere!
I heard sound of birds, chameleons and crows everyday sure;
But no pigeon seemed to make such a hell of noise everyday!
What a contrast among such free living and flying birds there
With so much time to feed and live a merry life sans worries!
Grey pigeons always go high up the tall buildings to stay
And to cohabitate with chosen counterparts always to enjoy
Happiness and peace that all have to learn as lesson to have
A peaceful and loving life in this world full of uncertainty!
This is the story the grey pigeons living there say to all
By demonstrating their way of life from top of world ever!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
FANTASTIC.....But you are another IDIOT...! !
Thanks for your sudden fantastic, idiotic comment on my poem, my friend!