Pretty, colorful flying graces,
Gliding in air, twittering everywhere,
I have seen their smiling faces,
Loyal to spouse, no affair.
Working hard, at their best,
Collecting something, knitting a craft,
Making a nest for love and rest,
And to lay the eggs, so soft.
So are the girls, all beautiful,
Thinking in teen age, now or never,
Innocent, lovely and colorful,
Looking for a partner, a friend for ever.
Mostly deceived, by playboys,
Enjoying a girl, looking for other,
They take them as beautiful toys,
Not to love and live for ever.
You think birds and girls are same....yes, a unique comparison but are girls free to fly anywhere? :)
A beautiful comparison.... It would have been better if the comparison had been between girls and caged birds.... Any way men enjoy ' bird watching'! Enjoyed this light hearted poem!
Mostly deceived, by playboys, Enjoying a girl, looking for other, They take them as beautiful toys, Not to love and live for ever. mostly men look fo their momentary pleasure that is in built in human nature
Great work! Thanks for sharing this poem with us. E.K.L.
Some time it makes me to think how they flee from one nest to make another nest. whenever they go to old nest they become restless within a day or two to their own crafted nest. I m the bird of my father will flee oneday for ever. Beauty explodes in your write.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What a poem! I think the best from him, expecting more.