The Hawk (Ii) Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

The Hawk (Ii)



I saw the eyes
Were red
Ad colourful
As if daydreaming
And the feathers grizzled,
Freckled and speckled
And it kept brooding
And brooding
For the catch and the kill.

The hawk
Which came as a stranger
From somewhere
Strangely
Flying over
With its short flight
The bird of prey,
But red-eyed,
Freckled and grizzled.

Sunday, January 7, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: art
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success