Camouflaged in the blades of green,
Two peacocks
heard not seen,
With leaves
of many shapes in the foreground,
Deep in the reaches of the forest dark,
An evening
grey in the background,
For two
shimmering silhouette’s starks,
Two branches
bent out of queue,
Or is it
two trains' of orange, green and blue?
Certain shiny
foliage, together in a cluster,
Or a couple
separated from the muster,
All in all,
a visual treat for people,
To see the
proud birds, on a leaf of Peepal.
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