The birds keep me enticed
from the days long back
the place I write opens out
the trees stand around
where be the birds and squirrels
the chirp of the birds
their tweets and chatter
distract me to the best
I gaze at them with cheer
they talk with love dear
the squirrels come through the door
run around me in joy all through
the play continues all the morning
like to be in their innocuous company
could not be diffuse in the symphony
as I have to attend to my duties
now I am away from the heavenly beauty
the realm where birds, squirrels and I play.
Meenas Poems 