Sunday Poem By Shahid Abbas
The Sweltering Bird
A cute bird is sweltering On the wall
Extremely hot in the noonday sun
He flies to the water pot
dismayed to find
Only hot hot water there
thought he may die
So parched and dry was he
A hot wind blows all through the night
Awaking to sun’s first light
I went right away to fill the pot with fresh cool water
Perhaps spying my shadow
The bird flies to the water
drinks with abandon
then flies away
Perhaps thinking that man is a good host
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