Tag: peacock

Drama Of Evolution

In pursuit of a dalliance, the peacock screams
the peahen listens unperturbed.
She is busy with her brood
feeding them.
Restless, he hoots and cries
a kind of a summon
the peahen returns.

Delighted, he runs to her, nudges,
coaxes her by pricking her with his beak
fans her with his gorgeous feathers
goes around her in a frenzy,
solicits her to take part in the game.

Tired after gathering enough food
she remains calm accepting the overtures
The peacock dances with swift steps
intoxicated, he releases the feathers
sneaks and tweaks with love
gracious in his attempts to seduce.

It works.
Aroused,
she clings to him.
an amalgamation seamless.
evolution in its glory
the drama unravels.

The haystack bores witness
to a grand ceremony
in all humbleness.

Tags dalliance., peacock, peahen, Poem

awesome awkward Poetry

On Any Subject.

It is easy to write

what comes to the mind

could be a crow white

though the black is the usual find

could be a peacock

with feathers all over

the cry of the crow locks

the ears with an awkward power

the dance of the peacocks

beautiful and gorgeous

entices all and knocks

both the husky cry

and the dance entices

though in a different way

one happens when the sun rises

the other in the early morning

features that are common anyway

one is a wake-up call with a crowing

another an entertainment with a dancing

a write could be possible altogether

be that of any topic rather.

Tags Crow, Dance, peacock, Poem

Actions Beauty Duty Poem

Dance And After.

The peacock went up the hill in search of prey.
The peahen was preparing a broth in a pot of clay.
The peacock came dancing through the gateway.
Swinging this side and that side as if in a sway.

The peahen looked at the dance.
Excited it fell into a trance.
Waking up cast a glance.
Lo! the broth was burnt beyond chance.