"I have a bird called Brave bird,
It tries to speak atleast one word.
Frightened it does not get,
When other birds with it bet.
When we play, it encourage,
It does not want to fly out of the cage.
It does not fly away from the cage,
It knows all of us in the house.
It is in grey,
It eats grain every day.
It does not fly away from the cage,
It flies there as if it is in a stage.
If it had an ear,
It does hear."
Dear Chaitanya...
ReplyDeletereally that was a superb poem...so nice..so elegantly written.
excellent rhyme and beautiful description...go writing more...
with my best wishes
s v venugopalan. chennai 24
Thanks a lot, uncle! If you encourage, I will get the mood to write. I penned this poem because of your idea. Thanks a lot once more....
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