Once I saw out of the blue
a lone crow cawing,
long not seen and heard
perched on a roadside old peepul tree.
Dissapeared long ago from our land
I wondered from where it came!
Engrossed I in the memory
of my childhood days
so loving it brought to me.
Yet I felt it was lamenting
at not finding their age old habitat
in the land of their birth,
of their ancesters.
For a moment it was,
she flew away cawing.
And I pondered where it lives,
where it flying.
Crow is the loving friend of human beings.....and helps us in disposal of lot of wastes......loss of crow is a big threat to our environment and should be addressed with top priority...your poem is a nice effort in this direction...
It is a great poem on core environmental issue, Thanks for sharing.
The memory of my childhood days! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Engrossed I in the memory of my childhood days.. destruction of the habitat.. birds cry, we lament over enviorment... very well portrayed. tony