The Mockingbird
I just forgot that song of robin
when I heard the blue jay notes.
Resonating tunes of cardinals
merry cuckoos mingle my throat.
They call me mimicking mockingbird,
a plagiarized heart in mask of many voice.
a carefree flirt inspired on flattery,
cadence of echoes in shameless rejoice.
A beautiful parrot I just saw in a cage,
a deep sigh buried in her emerald green wings.
"You are a free bird, you learn what you like,
with crickets and larks, the bosom of sky sings.
But I have no melody, on my scarlet curved beaks
just one and only song, whatever my master speaks",
Dated 17th July 2019
Sponsor Edward Ibeh
Contest Pick A Title, Vol 6 - Personification
Title chosen: The mockingbird
Copyright © Debjani Mitra | Year Posted 2019
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