I saw them walking
Along the forlorn street
At night against my headlights
Hand in hand together
Whispering into each other
The east wind had just begun
To whisper to the leaves
In hush hush
And what could be these love-birds
Crooning into the ears of each other?
What could the chill of the night
Hold for them - a distant hut
Where dreams are made
With the feathers of paradise?
Take a bit of me at least
Into your thoughts
When you share your warmth tonight
Love birds in your nest
So that my night is made
Sweet with the east wind
And soulful solitude
Aloneness sans any bounds
The man in the car is lone and forlorn and that is why he longs for a company at least in the thoughts of the young couple who appears to be having a gala time. A brilliant piece of imagination.
In the glowing brilliance of the car lights, I too can see this pair walking hand in hand! The gaeity of the young lovers is drawn in stark contrast with your own loneliness. They are in the prime of youth, so full of dreams. Let us feel consoled thinking that we too had such times! 'And what could be these love-birds Crooning into the ears of each other? ' The same thing once you whispered in your beloved's ears! Lol!
An adorable love theme being drawn and expressed in this poem... loved it
touching... in one word... While reading i could clearly picturise the scene... good one... :) checkout my poems too..
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I would like to translate this poem
What could the chill of the night Hold for them-a distant hut Where dreams are made With the feathers of paradise- -In the chill of night for love birds it is a distant hut-where dreams are made - - Lovely piece of poem.