Crow

Friend of night

King of might.

Eating away all the wastes

And waiting to put waste of paste!

Here and There running and flying

And a lot of noise and lot of crying.

The trees are all full of crows

No problem even though the wind blows!.

Comments

  1. And waiting to put waste of paste!

    Hai Suruma! You made me laugh quite a bit reading this line. I showed this poem to a couple of friends also and watched their reaction. They too laughed when they came to this line.
    Good poem. Keep writing.

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