Mowing The Lawn Poem by Anil Kumar Panda

Mowing The Lawn

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Pinned to serrated leaves
The frayed butterflies love
Staring at the grass hoppers

The clutter of lawn mower brews
A dirge in landlord's mind
As he climbs the pipe
To seal the leakage….

Flowers smile
With their faces down
Watching the worms pushing
Themselves up the stems

They vanish in the beaks
Of brown sparrows
Whose eyes are like dew drops…

Sunday, April 19, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: work
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kumarmani Mahakul 19 April 2020

Flowers beautifully smile with own faces in shyness and reflect greater beauty ever. Brown sparrows drop the dew in the way. This poem is very amazingly penned.

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Mahtab Bangalee 19 April 2020

beautiful poem penned on working// imaginatively crafted

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