Rebellion by Mitali Chakravarty

Broken hearted the sparrow lay…
No song warbled from her throat.
Struck dumb by the munificence
of unformed notes that ranged

freely in the land of Daft, the
sparrow lay as if slain while crows
dressed as peacocks sang songs
in imitation of the cuckoo hatchlings

in their nests. Weep, O, weep the common
sparrow that dares not to chirp, as a 
protest against the crows that coo like 
cuckoo birds! Bleed tears of crimson drops

on the snowy jasmines as the crows continue
to coo like the kokil-cuckoos. Bleed tears till
your heart adheres and sings in praise of
the falsetto dinned by the strutting birds.

Mitali Chakravarty writes for peace and harmony and in that spirit brings out the Borderless Journal.