Cuckoo And The Crow Poem by Aftab Alam
Cuckoo And The Crow
With my pleasant winged thought, was somewhere?
Cuckoo, the black bird that just sang the sweetest song!
Listened and got hurt, now with unpleasant mind, here
Awake with my unfathomable disgust; I am not wrong!
Raven; the black ugly throated bird, with the unrest cry!
Flew behind the Cuckoo’s melodious song that teased her
And there bulky grey Cuckoo silently laid her eggs, a spy,
On their nest, Cuckoo’s flattery: acquired modernity’s burr.
Crow that hatches unwaged the others eggs and brings
Them up, unhurt, unflirt, like a fool, in a motherly way
They love them unto their freedom and on their wings
‘Motherly hatch by a bird of prey ‘they sadly sing with gay
Truth is always harsh and unpleasant with a flavor!
And flattery soothes the mind yet it curses for ever.
This is an allagory, it is like saying, 'the things people get away with'. Nice poem Aftab.
Yeah u r right d truth is hard n bitter as u say in yor wondrful poem. Pls do read mine too, im yor fellow indian.
The age old story of the cuckoo invading other birds's nests, so true in life. A very good sonnet Atfab.
The poor crow never knows the truth and it happily nurtures the aliens in its nest! The lazy ones thrive on the sweat and labour of the industrious! Every where there is exploitation! The last two lines contain valid truth! Enjoyed! !
you have a variation on topics of ur poems........ dis is also a nice 1
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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truth is always harsh. good poem.