Chirping Sparrow Poem by Pijush Biswas

Chirping Sparrow



'Twi-tu, twi-tu', chirping sparrow
Let them sing full-throat'd yet
Until silence, broken, comes to end morrow.

No space, nor attic left empty
They, being engulfed in hope
Dwell there, perhaps, to seek beauty.

'Twi-tu, twi-tu', season stirred by tune
The ruffled, fluttered wings of clever beings
'Oft make me sing song of far-off dune.

Chirping Sparrow
Sunday, April 27, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: bird
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Pijush Biswas

Pijush Biswas

Srirampur, Nadia, West Bengal, India
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