The Words Of Parrot. Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

The empty cage that hangs nearby
It had its own memories to keep
Sometimes to the lost birds
Or allowed to fly in heights
The parrots a pair of birds bought
And kept in cage for a happiness
Which made the things uneasy
Two trained to speak by someone
May the seller got it different places
One made welcome sounds anyone came
The other one cursed when another came
Both were in their own language
Something often felt as a nuisance
The good bird says good morning
And thank you while leaving the premise
When the guest feel it happy to hear
The other one why you came here tells
And says get out and never repeat
Bother were grown in different homes
The different culture it worked out
Why the owner bother to contain
One day morning he opened the cage
Still continuing as an empty cage
May be someday he can collect another two
And nurture through his own culture
Or teach the lessons of propriety
The welcome gesture a happy thing
The curse and abuse disdainful act
A normal human being don't like to hear
It is the words that makes us happy