Sunday, October 8, 2017

poem of the day October 8


"Survival depends
on the angle of the eyes"
said the fish underwater
to the fly in the sky
"My survival depends
only on flying high" said the fly
whose eyes were open wide
"With the angle of the eyes
I know you where you hide" 
said the fish who bubbled the air outside 
"Yes but I can survive so well 
if I hide high" said the fly
as it hovered  in the sky
It was then the fish leaped out
with open eyes to surprise 
the fly with an angler's eye

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