Awakening Poem by Shaikh Mahmud

Melodious dreams were soothing little Hans' sleep.
The clear clarion tone mingled with his slumber, deep.

The night rhymed delightful in the lee,
But no one ever knew there was a storm to creep.

Eventually, the cooling wild wind surrounded the valley.
The thunder struck, and the birds whooped & rattled the jalousie.

Little Hans woke up aghast at the sudden freak,
Perceived with wonder, how happened the unforeseen!

The clattering window took his leer heed;
He hastened to seal the open breach.

But there, then, he heard a kitten weep,
A mewling kitten in the alfresco, it was indeed.

Pronto the valiant said, 'To her help, I'll proceed'.
He treads with tip-toe steps among the scant leaves towards the weak.

Alas! The insentient perked the soul; nobly being amidst angles,
A little boy con nix dither, nix jitter, nix angst.