Unidentified’
a poem’
Nov 1, 2025
I saw new crowned birds
in the park today, they were
probing for plates & pots
to keep fresh & fancy
incised insects for
their family
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I later got to know about
their names like a lover,
hoopoes’, signs of
summer royalty & still
like autumn, they lack
moisture in their tongue
no one knows about this
migratory creature that
flew far away from their
forts, egg bound, &
human beings are no
different, like them
we come & go, unidentified.
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