Campus Birds

Trilling, squeaking

chirping, tweeting

Tutting to the trembling trees

Timbres of the thrushes three

Flitting, sighing

Fleeting flying

Flapping to the sounds they find

Splitting sides in branches nine

Cawing - crawing

Cooing, calling

Pleading to the preening bunch

Feeding beaks their insect lunch

Droning babblers,

Drongo crowds

Indian peafowl;

Peacock yowl

Singing, prancing

but yearning now

How far they know

how much they've come

Distant gargles

and whistling bells,

If it's shrike or coucal

I can seldom tell

But they're all to thank —

when the sweet sounds swell.

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- samjam ( 31/07/26 ) Went on a long walk around campus. I think I can write about this place over and over infinitely. I'm in my final year, I'll miss this place so much when I leave. Aches to think. Blue evenings, How orange headlights hit the weeds and dandelions beyond the basketball court. The bush crickets' hum. My heart stretches indefinitely like the sun. Might have to cry a bit now. Thanks for reading tho <3