Monday, January 28, 2013

Crow's Ambush

published in Inklinks Anthology

You living in a small room

Keeping things in the rack

Under your pillow

In your suitcase

In safe havens

In your table

In kitchen

But I

Living in a big paradise

I can keep in trash cans

On mountain top

On tree branches

Windows of multi storey buildings

Inside burrows

Wherever I wish under the sky

Its not easy to search back

Using Find option

I have to fly over miles

I have to remember my nest

And you fools

Calling me forgetfull crow

Caw! Caw! Caw!

14 comments:

J Cosmo Newbery said...

Goodness! That has a bit of everything in it!

alan1704 said...

Remember my nest - great line, Distance always puts a fence between us and our emotions. Very interesting

Mary said...

Amazing poem. It definitely gives me a deeper appreciation for the crow. Welcome to Poetry Pantry. Hope we will continue to see you here each week.

Anonymous said...

Thankyou Mary and Mametz

Laura said...

how foolish and arrogant we are to judge the innate wisdom of other beings.

Unknown said...

The line ... I must remember my nest... I found that very powerful and resonating... we must remember our nests. Great poem.

TCPC said...

to say that man does consider himself master of all...needs a crow to prove him wrong!

very well put!!1

Anonymous said...

Yes Laura, we are very ignorant of whats happening around us

Anonymous said...

Yeah Serena you think so deeply

Anonymous said...

Yup Akila man had so many things greater than him..but he is ignorant and exploits those things for his selfishness...

Preeti S. said...

This reminds me of the movie 'Inception'. And what a creative way to express the oh-so-wide expanse of one's imagination. I loved it. Beautiful poem.

Unknown said...

What a terrific perspective. I appreciate the way you show us the pluses and minuses of each lifestyle.

Anonymous said...

Thankyou Enigmatic Soul for your comment and also for joining my blog..You are welcome and stay connected

Anonymous said...

Yes Kim we should not forget things being inside a foul walled little domicle