Dharmanand(Raj) Dauhoo

Stone That Crow - Poem by Dharmanand(Raj) Dauhoo

That fateful day
Your hoarse voice was heard
A presage that disaster was ahead
Your black wings stretched
Flying above my head
Were not expected
The tidings you brought
Betrayed I am
By your wryly jests

You had made this tree your home
You had been following me everywhere
To how many had you been fatal?
Is It inborn fatalism?
Or an entrusted mission since birth

Who sent you here?
Always spying on me
It was not you
That dragged existence to this point
It was like this
Long before you came
My end you would not see

Again you were seen today
Flapping your wings steadily
What would be your next prey?

Among the boughs you stayed hidden
The sounds of death bells resonated better in the ears
Than your coarse cries
Let it be known
Closely linked were the two
Yours came first
Then the sorrowful going of the funeral bells
I would have to leave before you.

Monday, March 16,2015

Topic(s) of this poem: hypocrisy

Form: Ballad

Comments about Stone That Crow by Dharmanand(Raj) Dauhoo

  • Kelly Kurt (4/4/2015 10:42:00 PM)

    A wonderful poem, Dharmanand. Thank you for sharing (Report) Reply

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