A beautiful bird is
On the branch of the tree,
The boy stares at it
With great joy and delight,
After a while,
The lovely bird flees,
Then an ugly bird comes
And sits on the branch of the tree,
The boy closes his eyes
In deep pain and despair.
Ways of nature! ! ! Muse of mankind on earth. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Life is a constant change between beauty and ugliness...great poem
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A well authored piece. Simply impressive and wonderful....10+++