"koyel" poems
There is music at dawn in the song of the koyel
The tweeting, the chirping, the warbling,the cry
The medleys that float in the morning air
As birds sing a welcome to a rising sky
There is music in the span of feathered wings
The steady drone of the humming of a bee
As the sun revels on his throne at noon
While a brisk wind whisks leaves on willow trees
There is music in the silver drops of rain
A gentle drizzle or a thunder squall
Music in the flow of rivers and streams
And the sparkling cascade of a waterfall
There is music on slopes of lofty mountains
In echoes that reverberate of a water spring
In the soft rustling of a valley of flowers
Of blue irises and pink hyacinths
There is music in seas and oceans blue
Waves overreaching to meet the shore
Rippling in sounds of frothy ecstasy
Whispers of pearls and ocean floors
There is music at dusk when the day rests
The throaty croaks in a nocturnal sheer
As moths flutter drawn to light
'Tis music of life that I hear
Aug 7, 2016
Aug 7, 2016 at 9:50 AM UTC
koyel koyel sing sweetly
field are lovely green neatly
earth and sky not change for mine
shall i;captured that all for you?
tell me ;want what mine in me?
my crime is what ?i love you ;yes
to whom shall i love?you are mine
smile want i not angry face
when will come your sound rhythmic
fathom or meter which measure for it.
koyel koyel sing sweetly!
fields are lovely green neatly!
Oct 15, 2012
Oct 15, 2012 at 7:45 AM UTC