THE CROW by Aarti
Black and beautiful
dark and mysterious
Caw caw,he goes
waiting for some leftovers
Sitting on live wires
perched on window sills
shouts of cry when another is hurt
screams of joy when food is served
Call him a raven or a Crow
He is always gonna be just a Crow!!
Aarti
About Me
- Aarti
- Am a contradiction of sorts. i love going out and having a good time with friends, and i can also stay home chill out over a book or a movie.. Am very passionate about writing, so give me a topic and watch me float away into wonderland... I Am crazy about music,books,friends and my doggie... :)
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