Treasure Island

nabajit basumatary


Happy As A Crow


Sitting in rooftop wanting bread crumbs
Sipping my tea having my bread
I threw the crumbs on the ground
Down he came
Ate it
Flew again

Sitting in the rooftop watching over
Calling his brethren more to feed
Got some more for them
Threw it
Waited for
All of them

Mom scolding over ruckus I made
All of them calling together
Took their share and flew
Left one
Still sitting
Watching

Happy he was or not couldn't understood
All he did was calling out and sitting
Looking at me “you are the same”
Happy
Happy
Happy as a crow.

Submitted: Tuesday, June 11, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, June 12, 2013

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