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Srav Parre

Abstract

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Srav Parre

Abstract

Cuckoo

Cuckoo

1 min
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There was once a mango tree

In my backyard, 

which dressed up every summer

With countless green stars

And there was a cuckoo that sang by it


Those peachy walls with sparrows

And white jasmines with bees 

Butterflies I could hold

Happiness two fold


Eat till you burp

Dance till you drop

There was no place like home

Or the neighborhood shop


Run, not walk

Jump on the puddle

Forgotten paths Forgotten hours

And yet finding home

Was never a riddle


There he was, Near she was

There they were

Everywhere, we always were


He smiled and then I smiled

Heartbeats were heard amidst the crowd

For it was when the coy ever started

Weeks and months, never said a bye

Holding hands was the new joy


When the time came

Paths did change

Yet, hearts never shook

A pinch yes, but never broke


Firsts of everything 

meant we were young

Summer was back

And the cuckoo continued its song!


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