Mr. And Mrs. Owl Poem by Surajit Basu

Says the owl to Mrs. Owl,
....How beautifully you howl!

Hear! Hear! In a trance
....My soul does a dance!

Polished voice, screechy tone,
....With joy overblown!

Your rough-throated squawk
....Leave plants in shock.

O the twists 'n' turns of tune
....When you scroon scroon!

Every scare and sob,
....Shiver shiver throb throb,

My darling, when you bawl,
....I just forget it all.

Moonface, your sweet solo
....Makes my tears to flow.


Translation of
'Pyancha ar Pyanchani'
by
Sukumar Ray