A couple of sluggish doves,
Sitting on the electric wire,
Talking in a love's language- hopes
To beget offsprings outta their amorous desire.
Stupid I, peep them
Through the barn's window
After one afternoon's nap
To make them fly, wickedly I clap.
Such an evil deed ,I cursed in me.
For not showing curtsy to distract their glee
I was filled with jealousy for my bare arms.
Though, I prayed for they should face no harms.
Ganesh B Dhami
24 Sept, 2020
Butwal, Nepal

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