Beautiful Bird

I saw beautiful bird
'Cuckoo' by name and with lovely voice cord
Always there to bring about some cheers for human being
As they love the nature and in praise sing

I saw the pain and dryness in bird's voice cord
The bird watched towards sky and jumped forward
This was not good omen and I feared some bad fallout
I thought of certain short fall in rain resulting in draught

Dark clouds were no where seen
With little sweet melody you can witness the scene
I helplessly observed no change
As bird felt it and could hardly raise

Some people pick the sense and raise the concern
They too predict something bad and speak it in turn
Rain God may not be kind this year
If it is to be believed in ears

Birds give good indication of seasons
Their arrival in time with reasons
They pick it with their hidden sense
They express joy with their presence

Take morning stroll if you can
You may feel freshness of air without fan
It blows gently to instill new energy
A real blessings and chance from almighty

I always to see beautiful things around
Cool breeze to feel and dews on the ground
It is really wonderful to think of best friend
Nature as such is our close ally to stand by

Let us be with birds to celebrate
Enjoy its presence and strongly relate
We have to share more burdens
As we have lost some ground and faith is shaken

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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