Way Of Living

By Rucha Govindraj Desai

When he was sitting on the neem tree,

I wonder! Was the kingfisher free?

Coming to the well and going back,

Was his life all in a huge sack?

Beautiful feathers, shiny and blue.

I think life has made him find a clue.

The beautiful sky and hilly mountains,

The peace that makes him sustain.

All alone on the tree bark,

Looking at the world without any remark.

Man’s bad deeds has made him come ,

As they have taken his home.

Quite and silent without any words

The humans have killed his friends with swords .

Crying and finding for help,

Is he lost or by a sudden yelp?

Just sitting all alone is what he should ,

To make his life better and good!!

By Rucha Govindraj Desai