Splendid painting
of the forest,
was drawing to it,
every eye.
Green tall trees,
bunches of shrubs,
flowing brook
passing bye.
Filtered sun rays falling
to ground,
in the darkness, shining
light.
Grazing animals;
big and small,
far off sitting
doves white.
The artist also sees
all of these
and a fallen tree cut
recently.
He sees the broken
eggs with nest
and the reptile
pissed under it.
It leaves him into
turbulence
because he is
missing yet to see:
in his picture, the
couple of bird
weeping on the
branch of side tree.
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