On some storey and on a roof-top
And on walls and on parapets
Murmuring and munching
speaking, swirling
And sashaying
Squeaking and shrieking
Chirping, fluttering and flaunting
No strife and no grief
Now here and ere there
No bustles and no bullets
No resident permanent
And none for rent
No registrations and no reservations
No fissures or seizures
May be, their attitudes
Are in high altitudes.
[original: Telugu penned byShri Uppaluri Atreya Sarma]
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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