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THE KOEL'S MELODIOUS CALL IN THE SPRING

In the morning I heard the Koel’s melodious call

It is a sure sign of Sneaking autumn’s fall

What a striking difference between winter and spring

It is undoubtedly season’s eternal king

 

I love nature’s green saree

She smiles with an uncontrollable spree

Her saree is full of beautiful flowers

there are very many different colours

 

Nature’s Bindi is the glorious sun

Her hair pin is the shining moon

She cools herself with her natural fan

Her stay here might be of a little span

 

She sits with an yellow sarree in the palanquin

The bride groom looks at her as if she were a queen

Her beauty and shyness is her divine pride

She is a newly married mesmerizing bride

the villages are replete with ripe corn

All the birds enjoy this beautiful morn

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jvl-narasimha-rao
Indian
Published
Mar 25, 2011
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