A Twitted Crow Flies Aloft
Off the perch with shame beneath,
A Twitted crow flies aloft.
Hoping spectrum, blues and reds,
Dreadful notions, ugly skin!
Bracken wings, rotten look,
Rocking black, freakish beak,
Squawking hard, aiming high,
Cracking sound, beating trees!
Nasty fight that broke his heart,
Thrown afar from family,
Roots unknown yet fallen prey,
Lost he was to mystery.
Spreading wings, beating firm,
Gazing sharp, locking claws,
Diving down, mighty strong,
Fighting back, lengthy dusk.
©Anees Rahman
Copyright © Anees Rahman | Year Posted 2014
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