Poetry 2:- Birds playing hide & seek

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Early morning, cool breeze,
Scattered grey clouds-
And tiny little drizzles.

A call to drive in the wild
Among the woods,
In the lap of Nature.
To deep dive in the
World of birds playing
Hide & seek.

Greyish brown, puffed with feathers,
Screeching from a branch of gulmohar tree,
As if counting one to ten,
Asking her mates to hide by then.

Birds’ nests lie at mysterious places
Woodpecker hiding high up in the hole
Crafted in the coconut tree.
And the brown bird- 
under the dense wild,
in a corner of coconut tree.
The little black cuckoo,
Flying in confusion,
So, she follows behind 
the squirrel running over the wire
Trying to reach the gulmohar tree.
The colorful green parrot takes
A quick trip of the garden,
Finding her hiding home under the plant
Blossoming with marigold flowers.

The innocent little seeker bird,
Starts swinging over the branch
Of a guava tree
Trying hard to find her
companion birds
Hopping from tree to tree.

Searching her companion birds
Screeching and whistling at times.
But, couldn’t find her friends
those hiding behind their nests.

For a moment, there is silence around.
Until the arrival of naughty mynas.
They screech noisily all over the ground
As if, luring the hidden birds of a new mysterious land
full of greenery and abundant place
With no humans to trouble their space
A land free of humans,
excited the little hiding birds
When all of them come together
Hopping, screeching, chirping, flying
& celebrating the idea of a no-human land,
Living the morning with vigor and life!!

Now, the seeker and hidden birds
all fly together,
fearlessly in the free sky!!

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