Friday, May 19, 2006

Bowing to public demand :-)))

As far as eyes can reach, concrete jungle rules
amidst it all, a tree or two holds its breath and waits
beauty and serenity is all a thing of past
today it is just a smoking hole
then a lightning far ahead and the sky glows
dark clouds shroud the earth like a blanket
Birds fly home, so do we
rain comes down calming the earth
lifeless streets and alleys of the town
comes alive with the scent of rain
with dreams of spring still inside
the trees sway in the cool breeze
PS: If ever I write a book of poems in Kannada surely I am going to find someone else to translate!


Pavithra Sankaran said...

Ooh! Thank ye! Veyy nice!

Abhipraya said...

blush blush blush