Long Bulbul Poems

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ESPECIALLY 
FOR  CHILDREN
 


The Mulberry Tree & its Birds


IMPORTANT NOTE:
Now watch a short Video film made by me (placed on my Music Channel on You Tube) based on this Poetic...

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Last night I had a dream, 
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I couldn’t hold back my tears…
                       When I got off the train, took...

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To glimpse the camel-litter, Qais no longer with his madness strains
The yearnings of the heart are dead, the heart itself is cold; so we;
And desolation fills our house for shines not there the Light of...

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Do you know in which country's leaves are greener than any other country?
Do you know in which country where you have to walk through soft green grasses?
Do you know in which country where people cultivate...

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If this fair flower blossom not, The bulbul will not sing,
Nor rose-buds make the garden smile welcoming in the spring;
If he is not the saki, then nor jar nor wine will be,
Nor in this world...

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Turning sideways, once more I lay crouched in bed,
Not compelled to wake up and run round the clock.
The family, gone on a four-day adventurous trip.
Left to myself, may I devour this calm with none to...

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Gulmohar tree also called flame tree surrounds my house
From my balcony and windows I get view of tree top
Summer is flowering season for them (It is summer in India now)

Bare brown branches now have new...

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Birds have started chirping
Sun is just about to set
Squirrel is squeaking as it scampers on branches of flame tree
Bees are buzzing
Crows can be heard saying caw, caw
Eagle flies with a screeching sound

Oriental magpie robins can...

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"The whole world can wait …this fleeting moment is only for you and me!" 
(By Poet)



A moment of intense anticipation! 
The phone rings….on the display, I see your name. 
CLUTCH  the phone tight, do...

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From a very little age, I have loved birdatching. before we go on a trip, we used refer some books and write down a list of birds to check on. we actually gave up this...

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(A bird-in man poem)

Yes, any bird can be the common crow;
the bulbul or the yellow bird.
And parrots, ofcourse;
because every tree has got its own bird.
But to which colour does your bird belong to?
Red-plumed; yellow-feathered?

My eyes...

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Rain


I hear the pitter-patter of rain, 
greedily savor the whiff of bathed Earth
and I see, yet again, that palace frozen in time
my home, far, far away.
The misty memories of a blissful past
lay interred in those...

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Turning sideways, once more I lay crouched in bed,
Not compelled to wake up and run round the clock.
The family, gone on a four-day adventurous trip.
Left to myself, may I devour this calm with none to...

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Sitting under a mango tree,
Hot wind whispering through scented leaves,
Dreaming of nectar flowing thru your rosy lips,
Like the sweet juice from the mangos on the tree.

“The silent song of the sighing breeze’,
Conveys the loneliness of...

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In the clutch,her gentle touch,away from slutch,outside hutch
Bereft of words
But never the eyes do lie,beneath the blue sky,she and i

a garnet ring, on her finger that cling, like dove's wing, in spring,happened the most curious...

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Burung kutilang 

Siapa yang mengambil gunting kuku?
Siapa yang mengambil pemotong rumput, siapa yang menaruh pisau dapur ?
Disini ,
Bagaimana gergaji bisa hilang? Dan dikemanakan aroma harum leherku
Sejak kapan pohon-pohon berlari dari tepian sungai meninggalkan lembah-lembah
	Dia mengintip...

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Spring Birds Chirping

          Spring is striking string of harp
          resonating cheerful chirrup.

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