Carefree Mood-(Sukla) Poem by Prabir Gayen

-Carefree Mood-
(Sukla)

Who is standing inside bower?
With mind carefree and eyes empty,
Art thou spring or autumn listless?
With flower a fresh air of fount.
The coolness sprinkles around Hurst,
A tiny soul within floral feast.
The humming bees may be mad with joy,
Calling their kindred to honour
The special guest at timely hour.
The sunrays shine with mirthful smile,
Air blows across with gleeful space.
A guest hast come at mellow hour.
Who is standing inside the bower?
Looking at space with heart eremite,
Art thou Chloris whom we call flora?
Or Horae whom we adore for grain.
Will I go and have there my cushion,
With floral feastI will make myself glee,
Shedding all thoughts that make me bored.