The moment I was able to recognise him...
" Oh! So soft & white it seems!!"
Thought ran inside my brain..
At my table, lying like a beautiful stain!

Suddenly questioned the 'stain' term..
Which came to me, ran to confirm..
But " Phew!" It was not, rather He was real..
"Wow, so beautiful texture, elegant curl..!"

Touching him felt so soothing & serene..
Pure white and as light as unseen..
Then I hold him in front of my eyes..
Thought of many question and sighs..

Hey! What are you doing over my table?
Your existence over my place, cause baffle..
Tell me, hey you! Whom you belong??
Does your owner make beautiful song??

I ran my eye all over my room ...
At the window, I noticed Miss Bloom.
She and her look alikes are so beautiful..
How lucky is Mr. Green!,who have them plentiful..

Together they attract beautiful being,
Who hit chiming notes, like a mere thing..
I too witnessed one having such elegance..
But when I tried to call, she flew.. What's this suspense??

Now how to find out whether-..
You belong to which Bird, Mr. Feature?
Thinking of all these, I went to sleep..
With zizz I went in dreams,too deep..

For the whole day, Miss bloom, Mr. Green..
Singing birds and Mr. Feather; were in glean
They are roamed & finally stuck to my mind.
Where Mr. Feather appertain; I couldn't find..

So I see them all in my weird dream..
With every emotion; I scream..
Mr. Feather is in size of Mr. Green,the tree
I can't believe how it can be..?