It's morning, and the doves are waiting.
On the roof tops, on the tree, waiting for the food which would be arriving.
I enter the temple, there is a flutter of noise,
I look up and find these birds sitting in a poise.
I scatter the peanuts on the ground,
they get restless and hungry but are scared to come down.
Hoot and cry but afraid to take the plunge.
Finally a dove decides, I will be the one.
Gracefully it floats and lands near my feet,
Others watch anxiously, but still don't come to eat.
The dove takes a bite and relishes the food,
and then others scamper down to share the loot.
Eat and eat, now they are a cheerful bunch,
bellies are full with a delightful brunch.
Opening their beaks thirstily they fly back to the tree top,
waiting to quench the thirst with the first rain drop.
5 comments:
Sir ji suddh hindi ka upyog karunga:
blog padhkar aisa lagta hai ki shayad kalpana hai, kya likhte ho yaar padhkar dil bag bag ho jata hai.
Wow, Rahul...there is a poet waiting to break free.
Lovely poem. Keep it up..keep writing more often.
Wow. Great poem!
woooow rahul you write straight from your heart.
Manoj ji! kalpana kaun hai? :-)
Good one Rahul! It's as sweet as your act of feeding them everyday!
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