the plant is now a tree
as twice as tall as me
ready for the feasting
pretty are its fruiting
fresh, sweet and golden
oh my God!! it’s stolen
not just made a hole
but took it as a whole
whom should i doubt
angry and mad, i shout
not tasted by a squirrel
nor by something viral
or was it my neighbour
for not doing him the favour
i stood cautious like a waiter
to catch the cruel traitor
it took two days till i knew
that it came and ate a few
finally i saw him at night
got surprised by the sight
oh my beauty, little naughty
a peacock, i called almighty !!
flying from one tree to another
pranking without any bother
i could only watch and smile
before i left it after a while
©2020 robusta
What a lovely poem. A hymn to nature. Thanks for sharing.
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So glad to hear it from you. Thanks for reading 😊✌️
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I love how rhythmic this poem is, each word fits beautifully in place 😊
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Thankyou Hannah 😊✌️
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My pleasure 🌺💖
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Your poetry is so lovely and fun to read!!! Cheers and Thank You! 💕
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So glad to hear it from you. Thanks for going through. 😊
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My absolute pleasure! 💕
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