Seema Aarella - ! ! ! ...HOME ALONE

The malicious wilderness is still
Like a dead body in icebox
Enfolding the life and the lifeless
In shrilling cold of a torturous morning

A sense of duty awakens the
Dozing mother bird, she leaves
Her nestling at once, her slender wings
Tearing the fog, like knife through solid cheese

Deadly cold teases the lone chick,
A cobra silently slithers towards its nest
Scared it squeaks’ a dry whimper
A distress call no mother did hear.............ever! ! ! ! ! !

Seema Aarella

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