The Peacock Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

A larger bird
With the crown
And feathered speckled and freckled
With the motleys
Of bespangled satins and brocades
Glimmering sand glistening
As do the stars twinkle
So the peacock dancing
In joy,
A blue, blue,
Bluish and blackish
And shiny bird.

With a crest over the head
With black shafts
And greenish webbing,
The peacock dances it,
Dances in joy
During the showers,
The downpour
When the sky is overcast
With clouds,
The peacock dances,
Dances it
Shattering the feathers
Bluish and glazing,
Bluish dark, dark greenish.