Hopes Poem by Indira Renganathan
Hopes
Braying are we.
Praying are they
For want of rain, found a way
We feel honoured to get wedded
Hence cornered and here seated
A perfect ritual with right wedding attire
Arranged exclusively for their rain desire
Clad in silk saree and dothi
Glad with flower garlands are we
Our long ears tied with flower drops
Sindhoor and holy ash adorning our foreheads
A traditional music band in high spirits
With hundreds of guests in high cheers
The priest conducting with customary incantation,
The holy knot is tied in ovation
Blessed are we, cursed is the drought
Wedding for the rains to be brought
Untied now are our hind legs
Happily kicking we run wagging our tails
Any more donkey wedding? We're your hopes
A vivid depiction of a great ritual that will make our hopes bring to realization. Wonderfully woven. A perceptive write with great imagery.
A perfect ritual with right wedding attire Arranged exclusively for their rain desire.....brilliantly expressed! A beautiful poem dear madam! Thanks for sharing...10
Excellent write. Our hopes and dreams are indispensable for all of us.10.
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I would like to translate this poem
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4/26/2024 12:58:59 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Hope there is where wedding ring cannot chain the free welfare will of woman, where wedding attire, priest customary incantation cannot cage the creative hands of woman hope there is where woman enjoy the independent welfare life like the man///