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The Bulbul
It chirps early in the morning,
Late in the afternoon to call it's partener!!
The last voice is heard when the sun sets,
Making us feel reposeful!!
It has laid it's eggs in front of our door,
Feared, still tranquil, it sits on it,
We look at her making faces,
To make her feel safe.
O! It's eggs have hatched.
The Bulbul gingerly takes care of it's blood,
Agitated, still it's stoic nature is visible in it's eyes.
I pay court to the baby Bulbul,
And, O! The elder one attacks me with it's sharp beak!!
I wish to keep them near forever,
To hear it's chirp everyday,
A feeling of consternation runs through me,
Knowing the baby Bulbul will one day learn to fly!!
Late in the afternoon to call it's partener!!
The last voice is heard when the sun sets,
Making us feel reposeful!!
It has laid it's eggs in front of our door,
Feared, still tranquil, it sits on it,
We look at her making faces,
To make her feel safe.
O! It's eggs have hatched.
The Bulbul gingerly takes care of it's blood,
Agitated, still it's stoic nature is visible in it's eyes.
I pay court to the baby Bulbul,
And, O! The elder one attacks me with it's sharp beak!!
I wish to keep them near forever,
To hear it's chirp everyday,
A feeling of consternation runs through me,
Knowing the baby Bulbul will one day learn to fly!!
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