Nature Could Not Keep Her Cuckoo

Nature Could Not Keep Her Cuckoo

Beautiful Poetry by Oindrila Pal. “Nature Could Not Keep Her Cuckoo”

Nature Could not Keep Her Cuckoo

She could see the enclosing night in the birds eyes

Whose every call was the thudding waterfall, heard inside the blood

The silhouette in her wind breathing through her hair

Wings cutting through the piercing cold breeze

A grace Elegance Malicious fluidity of fluid to grip the way hand needs her to

How could the holy ground keep her devoted

When the nature couldn’t keep her cuckoo

Oindrila Pal

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