Puzzle of weaver bird in duckweed
Puzzle of weaver bird in duckweed
There was too hot summer,
Whether the time of twilight,
Poet wandering while the time,
On the bank of dry canal
And watched full of duckweed,
That much thickly and heightens,
Rather, it realized hottest all around,
The environment of such herbs.
A poor weaver bird had puzzle,
Not little conscious at just while,
As unfixed his moving position,
up & down, one branch to another.
Poet also unable to considered,
It's puzzle, seemed as no answer,
Anyhow, by deep watching & hunt out,
A puzzle likely due to scorching day.
8:32pm 22/06/2017
PG 01
This little poem describes about the weaver bird's position and moving what is influenced by the hot scorching day on the bank of dry canal in duckweed.
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