THE CUCKOO AND THE SPRING

jvl narasimha rao

A cuckoo melodiously sang

For many years long

In anticipation of her dear king

The most beautiful seasonal spring

 

The song was so sweet and great

That it was heard all over the world

The world sympathized with the cuckoo

To console her they stood in a queue

 

The bird waited for the king

She expected a wedding ring

But he went to another land

Which he thought more grand

 

The cuckoo was shocked

Her voice was choked

How long will she stop the song?

It was not at all her wrong

 

She sang a different song

The people would throng

They blessed she would live long!

Her divine song she would prolong

 

 

  • Author: JVL NARASIMHA RAO (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 18th, 2010 07:27
  • Category: Fantasy
  • Views: 17
  • Users favorite of this poem: Cheeky Missy
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  • Cheeky Missy

    Wow. It is very interesting....I enjoyed it. Sorry that he would not have his doting sweetheart, thankful she did not live unappreciated......Rereading it, was her king the spring itself? If so, did she live in a perpetual winter thereafter? You've written a fascinating mystery to consider....for it all seems to allude to something deeper.



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