Anxious Owl
Sat on the branch of gulmohar tree,
He saw all around with glee.
Acknowledging people passing by,
Owl was happy and weather was dry.
All was going as time was passing,
He got anxious about clown trespassing.
No one knew how clown joined,
In the park where owls rejoiced.
Clown with big round eyes and crooked smile,
Take a round of Gulmohar like senile.
Owl was frightened of those eyes,
Wondering what was behind those dye.
Often he looked around the clown,
Hoping he would disappear seeing him frown.
Long it went like that somehow,
Owl was getting anxious day in and out.
Until one day owl didn't move,
Looking at clown in his groove.
Anxious owl looked him in the eyes,
Shattering all sweat glands with all his might.
No more fear he could feel now,
Owls stay with clowns with gulmohar around.
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