Perhaps ten years old <br />The little boy. <br />So impish <br />All the time in hullaballo <br />But so bright effervescent jovial. <br /> <br />Afternoon were smiling <br />The boy gladdened- <br />An unforeseen beautiful litttle bird singing, <br />Sitting on a mango bough. <br />Tremendous tune her! <br />Yellow neck, reddish small beak, <br />Adoring eyes, <br />Beside nose a black glow, <br />As painter's quirky bravura touch. <br />Wing feathers are black and white. <br />Cheering, roly-poly, ecstatic! <br /> <br />'Woooo! What a beautiful bird! ' <br />The jovial charmed. <br />With a steadfast look asked- <br />'What's thou name hi? <br />Tell me true don’t shy! ’ <br /> <br />'Call call as thou wish a name. <br />I know all the day thy in game. <br />The bird answered. <br /> <br />Rising his hand the boy offered- <br />'Beauty, <br />come near, <br />Thy dear <br />Sit on my hand <br />Want to love thee until end.’ <br /> <br />It seems she-bird smile. <br />Things on the way not infantile. <br />Said- <br />‘Salute to concord <br />Thy so quick, thou elan love, <br />May come near on proviso- <br />Do not try to entrap me, <br />So that I can love thee until death! ' <br /> <br />The little boy reckoned for a while then surmised- <br />'Ok beauty, okay dear come on <br />As thou choice I would act upon.' <br /> <br />--- <br />Liberty of beauty and LOVE <br /> <br />©copyright by sarwar chowdhury. all rights reserved.<br /><br />sarwar chowdhury<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/because-of-love-do-not-entrap/
