Bulbuls Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey
Bulbuls
Bulbuls,
It was my pleasure to see
Bulbuls babbling,
Taking short flights,
Flitting,
Warbling,
Singing, dancing and playing
Near the window panes,
Into the bushes.
Red-whiskered,
Red-vented,
Flame-throated bulbuls,
Dancing, playing and singing
Out of joy,
Hopping from bush top to another,
Telling of open skies and spaces.
Tuesday, July 30, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: red
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