We had no doubts about the lovebirds
As they preened their feathers together.
Did pigeons have doubts as they cooed ?

The window-sill has room for gutar gu
With sounds of bird feet on the awning .
Now birds cooed with doubts in throat.

With doubts in throat they can’t dance
Their joint feet on the hot awning sheet.
Their joint preenings are now doubtful.


About nisheedhi

Retired banker with poetry and photography as chief interests
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