The Verse-2 Poem by Drkgbalakrishnan Kandangath

3. THE RE-CREATION- -DR.KGB

O my mom, how sweet you are!
Thy lullaby, thy voice, fragrance more!
O my reminiscence, the nectar, the fore,
Thy caressing, feel, my poetic intuit core!

Singing a million, tone and tune,
Stringing the diamond lute of mine,
I know well, the real and fine-
The golden strings of love are thine!

Still I try to teach your sing,
The breeze to hum, the wind to ring,
All the worlds fourteen or more,
Round the clock, notes core-
Dawn-dusk ding dong!

How happy I am, thy words,
Are echoing high to the paradise!
O my humble feeble voice,
May be my feel, deep the woods!
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7-5-2012
(Nascent Poetry)