This is the HUNDREDTH poem by POETICbug
Amidst musical breeze
two little birds chirp about
love and happiness© Copyright Salvwi Prasad (POETICbug)
PadmaShree, Sri Jayanta Mahapatra once said,"There is something in me that refuses to die. It’s there, somewhere deep inside me perhaps. And this is poetry." The genesis of POETICbug was thus an act of unleashing the curbed thoughts in the form of poems. POETICbug,says, "I praise; I dare; I invoke care; You write, recite my glory; I am, Poetry." -Taking forward the spirit of poetry !
10 March 2015
Early Morning
Before the honking
In the calm cloudy morning
A cuckoo sings for all
© Copyright Salvwi Prasad (POETICbug)