Non Listened To It. Poem by Akham Nilabirdhwaja Singh
Non Listened To It.
A frail bird
roosting on the barren branch
of a drying tree there
in a desolate landscape
chirping long
again and again
since nobody is listening
nor looking at him.
chirping long again and again since nobody is listening....You have an imaginative mind , the essential Requisite for a poet. thank u dear poet Akham. tony
No body looks at it.Everybody busy in beating own drum.Nice thought depicted.Regards and Happy New Year
In a desolate landscape! ! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
A poem of great substance my friend! Thanks for sharing!
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in a desolate landscape chirping long again and again since nobody is listening.....I sincerely admire the fathomless depth of this bit of poetic expression!