The Happiest Ways.

The parrots which lives in nature Maintains their own color complexions And tells the stories to themselves This beauty indebted to this world itself Though we lives in wild, the nature protects It gave us lot of freedom and similar greenery Our wings are intact eye vision perfect The beautiful beak in poet's words How it came or colored we don't know Or told us by the mother who gave birth When she laid the eggs in their own places In heavens the beautiful artist made This color complexion no one can imitate We tells the stories of jungles, and fruits And quarrels often which is so amusing Thank god, here it is a ripe mango To eat and take rest for some time Or to perch ourselves in tree branches.