For two days I stayed in a hill resort
Opposite was a hill top, easy to conquer with little effort
That was covered by a variety of tree
Without greenery, leaving few gaps, as free
Those gaps looked like white
Being big rocks at considerable height
This was the regular scene
With which I became indigene
Later left for home in a train
Being window seat, my joy stay to remain
The train begun journey with a slow start
Seen a small hilltop nearby, as it depart
Similarly green in full
Leaving similar white spot cell
Train made little more move
Leaving me with a new scene to carve
This green hill became fully visible
As it really was not a hill, I was surprised to fable
Though it looked so, from the previous place
In fact it was a tall and large tree, with green face
The white gaps were not rocks as I earlier thought
But were gaps between branches of that tree, outright
I laughed into myself, with pity
As I realized the reality
Had the train not moved, I would have hold it as hilltop
As I detected from my train's desktop
It hails the haunting hallucination!
That came silently into action! !
Above poem is adapted from the eBook, ' BIRD OF PARADISE AND OTHER POEMS' by Mr.V.MUTHU MANICKAM who holds the copyright.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem