Treasure Island

Aftab Alam

(15 th April 1967 / , , RANCHI,)

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.

Submitted: Monday, May 06, 2013
Edited: Monday, May 06, 2013

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  • S.zaynub Kamoonpuri (5/20/2013 9:52:00 AM)

    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. (Report) Reply

  • Valerie Dohren (5/10/2013 5:49:00 PM)

    The age old story of the cuckoo invading other birds's nests, so true in life.
    A very good sonnet Atfab. (Report) Reply

  • Valsa George (5/9/2013 12:04:00 AM)

    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! ! (Report) Reply

  • David Wood (5/7/2013 5:09:00 AM)

    This is an allagory, it is like saying, 'the things people get away with'. Nice poem Aftab. (Report) Reply

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