Sea Gulls.

Sea birds, the sea gulls, the harsh ones We cannot call you beautiful ones We cannot be friendly to you at all On your own terms and harshness Your cracking calls, and webbed feat Nature made you a little wild And we cannot say you are pretty good Your techniques always in opportunistic ways The water bodies you makes your own domain The poor crabs, and small fishes your bargain Caught in between your own webbed feet Seagulls your organised nesting a safety measure Your colonies and nests noisy ones Still wonderful intelligence seems to carry In catching preys and tactful living Though you knows the world dominated by humans You cleverly and wonderfully defending yourself Tries to exist with all other species Though a little suspicious, we never interfere Or destroy your nests that we sees We knew every nest is a valuable living place And a bird is a bird and supposed to live.