.black Is Beautiful Poem by Vidyadhar Durgekar

.black Is Beautiful

Rating: 3.2


Every morning in the deep woods of the concrete jungle
With my near and dear ones I sing a coarse musical,
Humans raise from their good night sleep with a frown of unpalatable
They call me ‘Crow’ and express their acerbity with a scowl,

I fly in search of food and material for shelter near and far,
When Lonely On my way in search of food, humans I remember
For their frown I see whenever I tried to sing melodious tunes resembling of guitar,
For the dislike they bestow for Black color which symbolizes darkness, which they fear
I am hurt with grief to have born like this without anything of eminent feature;

During the day with birds of colour and voice which are grandeur,
Of the colorful bird ‘winged flame of spring’ called ‘Scarlet Tanager’,
I search for food in a wood, from where a tiny village not so far,
The friendly birds sing in a high pitch note to say we have fallen prey,
In a net laid by the merciless hunter

The hunter from the tiny village had laid his sly colorless nets,
Like a spider’s web, for catching these gorgeous looking birds to sell them as pets,
Because of their blissful clour and scintillating voice
the ‘Scarlet Tanager’ says with its eyes wet,

Come noon, the hunter comes and fetches all the lovely birds when the net is full,
Finding no benefits of value with a black bird and coarse voice lets me fly, to be grateful,
To the almighty for making me the way I am,
Because now I know that ‘Black is not only beautiful’ but also‘helpful’..

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Lawrence S. Pertillar 05 May 2008

This poem is so 'deep' in varying texture and meaning. The beauty of it reflects what resides within its color. The perception of it as it unfolds creates its beauty. Without purpose, identity and an awareness of all it is besides just black, radiates its beauty.

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Kesav Easwaran 05 May 2008

The moon looks beautiful in the back dropp of a dark sky only…In the poem Black is sincerity personified and Colorful hypocrisy… Sincerity often overlooked, finds help as if from nowhere… hypocrisy got worshipped, at times falls into sycophant’s trap… A beautiful black poem…

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i love the story in this poem, it is so beautiful it needs no mending. it is full of life and nature.

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Blue angel Florida 21 March 2008

I enjoyed the beautiful description of colors and simpathise with the colorful birds wishing to camouflage. Really Interesting value to all.

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Jasmine Margetson 20 March 2008

wow..im not even sure how to xplain this..i kind of relate to the crow..hmmm

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Pink Butterfly ... 09 July 2009

I do agree! ! ! Black is really beautiful! It is full of elegance and charm!

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Eddie Roa 11 January 2009

Hi! I’m Eddie Roa and I just got in to this website. By chance I came across your name in the list of poets and read some of your works. I have posted some of my poems today and yesterday. My style ranges from light to dark poetry (modern enough but not postmodern) and some Japanese verse forms like haiku, senryu and tanka. I hope you will bother to check out my work. Thanks and happy writing.

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Subbaraman N V 23 July 2008

The life of crow- one of the finest creations of God- beautifully portrayed!

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Paul Butters 09 June 2008

Yes, crows have had bad press over the ages but at least none are caged in pet shops (as far as I know!) . Interesting you open in a 'concrete jungle', not a thing I associate with India but what do I know? And no, I don't dance round a maypole in May. Classy poem this. Paul.

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Usha Pisharody 21 May 2008

A Nice way to say that we carry around what we perceive as our shortcomings, and yet its these that finally prove otherwise! Actually, they say crows are the cleanest of birds :) And, I like them! Very nice write!

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