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Tuesday, October 30, 2007

The Countryside.......

Fragrance of a thousand lilies, 
Wafting through the air,
Hovering wasps with bulging bellies, 

Hum and they don't care,

Swaying with the biting zephyr, 
Ears of corn they sing,
And I dance away with great fervour, 

And gladness it does bring!

O'er the rounded rocks, 

Gurgles past the healing river,
A silent assassin does lurk, 

Big eyes, gave him the giver,

And in the overgrown thickets, 
Slithers past the fanged beast,
And with the music of the crickets, 

It gathers up a feast!

Down came the sweet showers, 

Feeding rain as some say,
Dance and sing the young lovers, 

All their worries at bay,

The intoxicating smell of soil, 
Rises into the grey sky,
Rewards all the sweat and toil, 

And the farmers they cry!

Calm pleasant and serene, 

Is my countryside,
All joyous, all humane, 

Till the green horizon wide,

With all the humming hornets, 
And all the singing birds,
There'll be my last nest, 

I'll sleep, amidst drowning words.......

2 comments:

Trinath Gaduparthi said...

Very very well written. You have stirred up a nice image of the country side and especially with the last two lines !!!

aayesha ghanekar said...

Oh man! this one is truly cool!... Its so funny how you have a verse talking of the prey and at the same time there is the grass and the countryside all together..good work...especially the last verse is really good! :)