Hanumans, Indian Hanumans, Grey-Haired, Black-Mouthed Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

Hanumans, a batch of hanumans
With father, mother,
Brother and sister
Coming and stopping by the house
Asking for eatables indirectly.

Father and mother by the roadway sides
Near the houses,
Brother and sister playing,
Jumping to the wall
And hanging by,
Plucking leaves.

The father like the sardar,
The big boss,
The aged mother too a little bit of,
But sister and brother ogling
Strangely
Somewhat shy and coy too in accepting.

Bananas, biscuits, loaves of bread,
After asking for looking out for
Something which is
Perhaps, but they saying it not,
indications are enough
They asking for, are thirsty,
You give them water to drink.