He sat on a granite stone
In the plantain grove
Motionless, unaware
Of the passage of time
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Oh so sad. For the boy, the bird, the egg and all.A very absorbing poem, with a lot of values hidden in the nest, the birds, the egg, the boy and his friends. A tender, affectionate hand that holds this pen. Loved it.
Wonderful imagery. Though it is tragic, it is so reach in arrangement of collocation. Thrilling one. .....10
A wonderful poem! The beginning of it was nothing exceptional.... like any other good poem! But the end was so captivating! From the point of the boy keeping the egg in his mother's jewel casket, it takes a different turn! This philosophic and psychological dimension given to the poem has made it an outstanding write! Top marks! When you have time, you may read my poem of a similar story- An Epilogue to A Prologue!
A heart moving story beautifully rendered. Hope people will help the helpless instead of inflicting further harm.