Beside The Glasses Poem by soorya neelacantan

The great rain
Made the
Bird's brain
To sit behind
The window
Grill.

The waste food
There made
The hungry
Bird eat
The taste, good.

The shadow of the
Bird reflected in
The window glass
Made it ready to
Fight with the
Reflected claws.

The bird quarreled
As well as
The shadow quarreled
They beat each other
With their
Feet to teach other

The shadow
On the window
Didn't have
A single sign
Of a little pain
But the bird
Was sore bad
And feathers
Were wore sad

The bird accepted
The defeat
But the shadow
On the window
Was not there
To defeat.

Shadow of
The bird
Was not
At all there
As The owner
Of the house
Opened the
Glass window.
Door and pour
Some water
On the eater
Which flew
Away sadly

The bird had a class
Dashing on a glass!