Their Way Of Praise—as We Bow Poem by Aftab Alam

Their Way Of Praise—as We Bow

Rating: 5.0


During day break-out the nest,
To have a glimpse of sun into the east,
At the dusk-sliding sun into the west
Back to nest -feared with the dark beast,

When tired on this course,
They grub and eat—never felt fooled,
When they ate or drunk-
Lifted their head and praised—cooled

What they actually whisper—I don't know?
I think-It is their way of praise—as we bow



©2014 Aftab Alam Khursheed. All rights reserved

Friday, November 21, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: philosophy
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Neela Nath Das 22 November 2014

Birds are beautiful creatures.Loved this poem for its fantastic imagery.

0 0 Reply
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success