! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! Are We Misfits- Feel Intrigued! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! Poem by Mamta Agarwal

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Grey pigeon flutters on ledge of concrete.
Wonder, how it survives on urban streets.
Seen them flock in city squares as folks throw seeds.
Unlike hawks don’t swoop down and snatch with greed.

Dusk falls gets draped in a pall of thick smog.
A few sparks rise as I add some new logs.
Glance at fireplace, feeling somewhat woeful.
Reminisce about my city beautiful.

Childhood, open spaces, song of Bulbul.
Cycling to school in fog, feel bit wistful.
Now cooped up on seventh floor in a high rise.
Eavesdropp at my avian mate and realise

With surprise, we are misfits and loners.
Why it shuns trees and prefers asphalt floors?
Its eyes look sort of haunted, rarely speaks.
Don’t recall lately with anything in its beak.

Lost in thought I pull up my patchwork quilt.
Just then a cloud bursts and rain falls in sheets.
At dawn, wobble to window, feeling groggy.
The ledge is deserted, covered with bird droppings.

Oh, my ally of last night, have a safe flight.
No words, speech: intuitively shared our plight.
Pray you reach home back with your kith and kin
And your life is filled with joy, peace and bliss.


Chandigarh, a city in Northern India is called city beautiful

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Adjei Agyei-Baah 03 December 2009

Is it an old to a loved one or your beautiful? I was lost at some point.whichever way, a good piece which never left me in piece in spite of its sorrowful undertones

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Bob Blackwell 03 December 2009

Your lovely poem shows how adaptable both human and avian species are. Today cities for me are alien places, places to visit when you have too. I spent most of my working life in cities, retired to more rural climes, hated it at first, I missed the cities buzz. Today I would not return. The way our world is going most people will live in them in the future. I feel it is a crying shame and wrong. I am sure the pigeons bring you lots of joy and i am sure they will enjoy your lovely prayer. Warm regards Bobx

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Catrina Heart 03 December 2009

great astonishing composition Mamta...I am always in awe of your poems! ! ! ! Hats off

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Naseer Ahmed Nasir 03 December 2009

Mamta, I wonder how you get fit and tune in to every environment rural or urban to become misfit in the end. You could not hide the wave of sadness flowing unseeingly all through this wonderful poem. Birds are ancient and sacred beauty of a place. There is a small park just a few hundred yards from my house full of pigeons of every color. I visit them frequently. My little grandson Fozon is crazy for these pigeons and we have mutual secret understanding to visit these birds whenever he comes with his mother to see me. I don't know what else to say about this poem but it made me a bit sad for a while. Is that misfit ness of my feelings or something else? Regards Naseer

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Ranjit Ravindran 12 December 2009

lovely write.. I too feel it sometimes...are we misfits?

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premji premji 10 December 2009

dear mamtaji, we poets too are real misfits in the globalized new world...........

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Raj Nandy 09 December 2009

IN THIS WORLD WITH MORE HAWKS THAN DOVES, - AN ARTIST DOES OCCASIONALLY FEEL THAT HE IS A MISFIT! THE NOBLE PEACE PRIZE HAS NOT BROUGHT ANY APPRECIABLE CHANGE FOR US EITHER! BUT I STILL LIKE TO PIN MY HOPE ON THE DOVE WHICH BROUGHT BACK A TWIG IN ITS BEAK AND SAT ON THE NOAH'S ARK TO GIVE HIM THE WELCOME MESSAGE THAT THE FLOOD WATERS WERE RECEEDING & LAND WAS IN SIGHT! -Raj

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Kesav Easwaran 06 December 2009

Intriguing thoughts avian drifting...you use the pigeon symbol very effectively there...between the past and the present, amidst changing environments bathed in the sporadic raining new life styles where do we stand? fit unfit misfit? nice theme nice delberation... Those pigeons there...do you feed them, Mamta or are they feeding you nice on your poetics? 10

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Rani Turton 04 December 2009

Intriguing link between misfits. The concluding lines speak of compassion and empathy. Great work Mamta.

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