Song Of Kutch Poem by Ami Joshi

When the wind blows,
Through the white desert,
Through the horizon,
It melts away the little smile,
With its burning touch,
In the land of Kutch.

My heart was beating in agony,
When a girl
With red veil,
Fetching the water for cooking...

I hear the song,
With the sounds of a little silver anklets,
The colours,
Pink,
Red,
Crimson,
Makes my heart dance,
With the rhythm of white..

The warm breeze,
The mirage,
The grey horizon,
Sends me message,
By the messenger cheer batti,
In the night,
In the white desert...

Once,
Frosty winds,
Bought pink wings,
To make the white,
Shine bright in the dark night...
My soul dances,
With the wind,
To give away the pink,
To the girl,
To fly in the white...

Song Of Kutch
@ Ami J