A harlequin parrot as free as a butterfly Flapp’d her rainbow wings in the azure sky Boasting her grandeur and flamboyance To mates devoid of charm and elegance
She settled on the fecund oak tree’s bough Whose bare branches in winds would bow An unembellish’d, avacado-green fellow Gazed at her splendour, grace and glow
”Witness my beauty, you pygmy gawk I’m superior to any macaw or peacock My vibrant skin, my majestic wings Are as ornate as gardens of springs”
The parrot so penny-plain and verdant Replied in his pompous, solemn accent ”Beauty is a lovely possession, my friend But you’ll know its sour truth in the end
A bird’s blithe days do not last long Beauty doesn’t make one evasively strong You’ll be a prisoner in a man’s house Who shan’t pay heed to your grouse
Or a zoo’s puny adornment you’ll be To live a life lonely as the Arctic Sea Veil your allure to avoid fate’s perfidy Before it shuts you in a cage so bitty”
I was born in Rawalpindi, Pakistan. I started writing at the age of 11. I am a passionate poet and I use the power of my heart and my imaginations to write poems. I've been writing poetry for five years. I initially wrote free-verse poetry but I was inspired by William Wordsworth's poems and then I switched to rhythmic poetry. I am a poet of emotions and sentimentality. I embellish my thoughts and ideas by adding several metaphors, idioms, and similes. In 2013, I participated in an inter-school poetry competition in which I was awarded the first prize. I'm hoping to publish a book which compiles up all my poems, called ''Farhanite''. In my opinion, being a poet is like living in a world of dreams and inner visualizations, that you turn into words adorned by beautiful metaphors, similes, idioms, and rhymes. Poetry is a tool that completely changes your personality, your style, your ambitions, and in short, you.
A beautiful poem. I loved the flair and words you embellish each part. I have got to admit I am not a scholar and had to look up a few words, this in turn will help my poetry. Loved it.
@Johanna thank you so much for your kind words 🙂 Actually the word choice depends on the kind of the poem. For example, if you’re describing a bitter truth of life, you have to be pompous and solemn. If you’re addressing your love, the words have to be simple but romantic. If you want to be humorous, you have to use satirical, not-so-difficult, and ironic words. If you read the other poems I’ve written, like ”Criticism”, and ”Let’s Tie The Knot”, you’ll find out that I don’t religiously follow the rule of using over-pompous and difficult words. Because it depends on the topic 🙂 Once again, thanks so much 🙂 I’ll soon read your poems as well.
The cold air seeped down with no heart, What was once a sea of beauty and life, Now had been turned to a grave of white and death, The city had almost all but stopped living too. Morning turned to
Behind your face was cleaver releasing past poem. The sensual milk flows from the palm into your lake. Grieving for the torn wings of pink light. Cruising on thighs with eyes closed death utters a shriek. The eternal flame closes
…So, I asked: what is beauty? He said: it is the impossible becoming real; or It is the kohl of a string on the forefingers of a guitar player; It is the explosion of astonishment on a beautiful lady’s waist;
Lost in the world of fragrance I open my eyes and here i found myself in the garden Oh that’s the beauty of flowers in the garden. Lost in the world of happiness I open my eyes and here i
I met a bird, flying low in the sky, deep drowned in tears, arranging food for her little birdie. I fell in love with the bird, gave her a name “Diva” My Birdie. We sang the song of life, bestowed
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A beautiful poem. I loved the flair and words you embellish each part.
I have got to admit I am not a scholar and had to look up a few words, this in
turn will help my poetry. Loved it.
@Johanna thank you so much for your kind words 🙂 Actually the word choice depends on the kind of the poem. For example, if you’re describing a bitter truth of life, you have to be pompous and solemn. If you’re addressing your love, the words have to be simple but romantic. If you want to be humorous, you have to use satirical, not-so-difficult, and ironic words. If you read the other poems I’ve written, like ”Criticism”, and ”Let’s Tie The Knot”, you’ll find out that I don’t religiously follow the rule of using over-pompous and difficult words. Because it depends on the topic 🙂
Once again, thanks so much 🙂 I’ll soon read your poems as well.