Good with Evil

..sad and alone
like a cold stone
the white witch
who had none to pitch
Narnia was only stones
none with flesh and bones
in the barren desert of snow
someone she would know
whom she could overpower
some attention who would shower
when she cried howling everywhere
a tiny blue bird flew down there
looking for food and water
weak feathers could no more flutter
elated with what she found
joy knew no bound
Jadis the witch fulfilled its wish
with lots of food to relish
the blue bird satiated it's hunger
not knowing the lurking danger
the white witch of Narnia thrilled
stoned the bird with no guilt..

- ©Munni Banerjee