My Old Sweet Cuckoo Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Pen, pen
Search out then
My sweet cuckoo is lost
Find out at any cost

She is rare Pilipino bird
Nice and sweet in words
You listen her in early morning
You shall not forget her till evening

Such was her spell
She did tell
About her link with stranger
My advice land her in anger

I felt bad too
But it was true
She was falling in wrong hands
The romance was not good for her at the end

I wish her success
With full happiness
I shall run into cheers
If she finds real peace thereafter