From The Platform Benches Saw I Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

Sitting on the platform benches
I see the evefall
With the crows, blackly crows
So may in number
Descending upon the tree fringes
Crying to settle, take the perch
And for it quarrelling with other birds
The mynahs, the crows cawing
To silence the mynah squeaks,
The scene of a hullabaloo,
A pandemonium of some sort
While on the other I see the train
Shunted on the track for Covid protocol
And just by the side railway tracks
See I the black pig coming to rest o the ground
But the crows trying to play with it
After being seated near it and trying to be cozy
But on seeing them it leaves for another place