Thirst Poem by Indranil Bit
Thirst
A bird so small, that’s what I am;
Name me puny, that’s all I have;
My feeble wings are all in all;
To encourage me at every fall.
Perching atop the casuarinas tall;
My heart listens the wood’s call;
Festooned lands with whelming fall;
I am born to conquer ‘em all.
Reverie of thought swims my mind;
I will carry but reminiscence so kind;
The land to espouse me as a child;
Time calls upon me to part and quest.
Smell of maple from distant land;
Streams in like phantom sand;
Mary’s Ville allures me in;
Lutheran confessions rule my dreams.
Name me puny, that’s all I have;
But adorned dreams are all I have;
After the leap in Mary’s lap
Will shake all leaves of maple cap.
A bird so small, that’s what I am; Name me puny, that’s all I have; Reverie of thought swims my mind; Lutheran confessions rule my dreams. I have dreams…….. my treasure. These are the points i collected from your poem after reading it carefully. Thank you very much for your poem. It is a sign of your brilliant mind. tony
Beautiful poem..Loved reading it.. After the leap in Mary's lap...will shake all leaves of maple cap..Thanks.
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I would like to translate this poem
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4/25/2024 9:42:45 AM # 1.0.0.1119
An insightful rendition embellished in poetic rhyme and rhythm. A well texted and nicely thought-out poem. Thanks for sharing Indranil.