The Bird Play

Flitting in
The tiny space
Between
The closed sliding-glass,
And the barred window,
The house sparrows play
The exciting game—
By perching on one bar
Then another;
And quickly,
Flying off to the bare
Slender branch,
Where,
In twos and threes,
They swing on it like the
Screaming kids,
Producing little notes of
Heavenly music,
Never heard before;
As cheerful as the suburban
Mumbai kids,
Happy to find a little space
To reclaim,
Unwind,
Forming instant friendships;
After the game,
Tired,
Some thirsty sparrows,
God’s wonderful gifts,
Drink little bits of
Water from the traces of a
Dark
Puddle left behind by
The car-wash;
After quenching
Tiny thirst,
They
Return to the
Tree,
Still singing,
Spreading cheer,
In a widower’s
Grieving heart,
Giving message:
Few demands
And no desires can be
Equally
Beautiful.

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About Sunil Sharma

Sunil Sharma is Mumbai-based senior academic, critic, literary editor and author with 22 published books: Seven collections of poetry; three of short fiction; one novel; a critical study of the novel, and, eight joint anthologies on prose, poetry and criticism, and, one joint poetry collection. He is a recipient of the UK-based Destiny Poets’ inaugural Poet of the Year award---2012. His poems were published in the prestigious UN project: Happiness: The Delight-Tree: An Anthology of Contemporary International Poetry, in the year 2015. Sunil edits the English section of the monthly bilingual journal Setu published from Pittsburgh, USA: http://www.setumag.com/p/setu-home.html For more details, please visit the blog: http://www.drsunilsharma.blogspot.in/

8 thoughts on “The Bird Play

  1. Louis Kasatkin

    That must have been quite some feat of observation,watching those sparrows playing out their sublime routine.Patience I’d guess was absolutely a key requirement.The reader is left wondering as to what occasioned the sudden break in the narrative.

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  2. Sunil Sharma

    Actually, inadvertently, multiple postings got done. The poem starts below the title and ends at the word beautiful. I regret it. Editing it was beyond me due to tech problems. I request the admin to edit the repeats of the poem. Thanks a lot. And sorry again for this glitch.

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      1. Sunil Sharma

        Thanks Louis, the ultimate saviour. Saved an ageing, tech semi-literate versifier from huge embarrassment. The world of sparrows does not have such complicated ways of communication!

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  3. Johanne gallagher

    I love this poem! And the repeating cycle even though unintentional is a bit mysteriois and magical…just like the magical cycle of life! You captured something beautiful there. Thanks for sharing it. Warm regards Johanne

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  4. Sunil Sharma

    Thanks a lot, Johanne Gallagher for your lovely comments and appreciation. I remain in debt. Regards.

    Reply

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