Thursday, March 22, 2007

My 30th encounter with the peacock

The peacock was most crestfallen
What happened, I asked?
That pea-hen I was wooing for the past three days
She ran away with a dog

I sat sipping my chaas
The peacock bemoaned the absence of true love
Non-reciprocation for his selfless gentleness
And threw the engagement ring
Into the dry village well

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