.black Is Beautiful Poem by Vidyadhar Durgekar
.black Is Beautiful
Every morning in the deep woods of the concrete jungle
With my near and dear ones I sing a coarse musical,
Humans raise from their good night sleep with a frown of unpalatable
They call me ‘Crow’ and express their acerbity with a scowl,
I fly in search of food and material for shelter near and far,
When Lonely On my way in search of food, humans I remember
For their frown I see whenever I tried to sing melodious tunes resembling of guitar,
For the dislike they bestow for Black color which symbolizes darkness, which they fear
I am hurt with grief to have born like this without anything of eminent feature;
During the day with birds of colour and voice which are grandeur,
Of the colorful bird ‘winged flame of spring’ called ‘Scarlet Tanager’,
I search for food in a wood, from where a tiny village not so far,
The friendly birds sing in a high pitch note to say we have fallen prey,
In a net laid by the merciless hunter
The hunter from the tiny village had laid his sly colorless nets,
Like a spider’s web, for catching these gorgeous looking birds to sell them as pets,
Because of their blissful clour and scintillating voice
the ‘Scarlet Tanager’ says with its eyes wet,
Come noon, the hunter comes and fetches all the lovely birds when the net is full,
Finding no benefits of value with a black bird and coarse voice lets me fly, to be grateful,
To the almighty for making me the way I am,
Because now I know that ‘Black is not only beautiful’ but also‘helpful’..
Your words are like ashes from a smoldering heart, made more beautiful for having been burnt in the fires of life. Quite ironic that you mention the crow. While I put seed out for the birds that frequent my yard: the bluejays, the robins, the bluebirds, the cardinals, the chickadees, the finch, and the little starlings, I have always been particularly drawn to the crow. I call them sentinels, since they always seem to stand guard, perched high atop the trees, cawing from the branches above. They really are beautiful and striking in their own right. It is quite sad that our human eyes are always drawn to the most majestic. Hopefully, we'll have the soulful intent to appreciate the beauty that dances in the shadows.
wow..im not even sure how to xplain this..i kind of relate to the crow..hmmm
I enjoyed the beautiful description of colors and simpathise with the colorful birds wishing to camouflage. Really Interesting value to all.
I do agree! ! ! Black is really beautiful! It is full of elegance and charm!
Hi! I’m Eddie Roa and I just got in to this website. By chance I came across your name in the list of poets and read some of your works. I have posted some of my poems today and yesterday. My style ranges from light to dark poetry (modern enough but not postmodern) and some Japanese verse forms like haiku, senryu and tanka. I hope you will bother to check out my work. Thanks and happy writing.
The life of crow- one of the finest creations of God- beautifully portrayed!
Yes, crows have had bad press over the ages but at least none are caged in pet shops (as far as I know!) . Interesting you open in a 'concrete jungle', not a thing I associate with India but what do I know? And no, I don't dance round a maypole in May. Classy poem this. Paul.
A Nice way to say that we carry around what we perceive as our shortcomings, and yet its these that finally prove otherwise! Actually, they say crows are the cleanest of birds :) And, I like them! Very nice write!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/25/2024 6:09:47 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Beautiful poem! The great Tamil poet Bharati has said 'Kaakkai kuruvi engal jaathi'! ie crow and pigeons are my kith! !