Treasure Island

Nasarudheen.P. Parameswaran

(8.8.1952 / Manakad)

A Canopy


Under the canopy by my field
of paddy with giggling stream:
I..
Singing, dreaming and reeling
in thrilling Nature’s pasture,
live ever darling, O! darling;
I live ever darling, O! darling.
See..
Glancing around as camera eye
Imprints images so sweet, dear.
of graceful quadrupeds grazing
gliding birds, swinging monkeys
dashing fishes in frothy stream.
Sigh..
At times, why? ... sigh I?
Thy sweet dreams nag, me,
and hoist the faded flags.
Why not pardon,..methinks
we lived a life of slouch, no?
Die..
Die or dye.., what in life
prudent? think, in thick
woods we find tough life
still, Nature nurtures life.

Under the canopy by my field
of paddy with giggling stream:
let us live, dear, without strife,
and lead a carefree lovely life.

Submitted: Thursday, September 05, 2013
Edited: Thursday, September 05, 2013

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