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Inspired to Try Something New.....

Today, I was just laying on my bed and something inspired me to try something new.....that is writing a poem. This is my first attempt at a poem. Hope you guys like it . So, here goes....
                                                              
THE  BIRD  WAY                                                             
As I lay on the grass; gazing at the cloudless sky
Listening to the melodious chirps of birds
I happened to wonder
‘How would this world be, if it was one without birds?’

The shy and quiet mynah keeps to herself
While the cheeky little sparrow is a peoples’ bird
He flits in and out of windows as he pleases; and is loved by all
The crow; though looks not handsome
Is blessed with the immense responsibility of keeping the environment spotless
But sadly is not awaited by any

The peacock is proud
Showing off his spectacular and magnificent plumage
To the visitors clicking away on their cameras
Whilst the cuckoo
However beautiful and sugary her voice
Is shrewd

The pigeon needless to say
The poor little bird
Is despised for his droppings

My thoughts wandered away with the beauty and uniqueness of these birds…..
But I had my answer
‘Our world just wouldn't be the same without birds’

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