The fence..

         The Fence..

O”Raja and O” Rani both are in heartfelt love.

Both are flying like lovey-dovey birds

In her  colored skin tattooed his name

He gives the plums that collected from,

 groves which are so sweet..

Both loved, cared and decided to live together

O’ lovers “life is so beautiful “if fences aren’t there.

Who made this fence? The hunters.

They planted bamboos at the border of their nest-

Grown hastily fast those stem cuttings into wild.

On the fence, little birds and squirrels played

Raja and Rani hoped with them to see her by the fence

The sprouted roots deeply entered into the lonely hearts.

Clumped bamboo leaves with darted shoots bleed them a lot

They are unable to see each other

Dawn is cloudy with loud thunders that alarms.

Bamboos flowered, later seeded and years passed

Rats breed a lot and famine spread with hot waves

Snakes breed a lot and like flags sways on the poles

Lovely singing birds and playful squirrels went astray

Drought stuck-up the village averted the lovebirds.

Alas! The venom spitting snakes bite the Rani

Alas! The venom spitting snakes bite the Raja…

But I saw much more fences there are in this world-

clumping bamboo fences  with sharp blades

Now the fences changed into gigantic concrete walls with piercing arms

Monuments are ready on their names ..

 O”Raja and O” Rani both are in heartfelt love.