Don'T Poem by Mallika Tripathi

Oh! Hurting stones,
Don't check my patience,
I'm too restless.
Don't consider me weak
I am the strongest beak.
Don't treat me as a fragile creature
You are yet mistaken to identify my features.
Don't take me for granted,
I might revolt against any opinion that is slanted.
Don't try to deceive me
You might be forced to instantly flee.
Don't hurt my self esteem
You might run out of steam.
Don't get inclined to shout,
Or you'll force me to rout.
Don't come over my head,
Else you might end on your deathbed.
Don't negotiate to lose a game,
I'm a renowned name.
Don't ever dare to challenge my worth
Else you won't be alive to take away my mirth.