What She's Trying Tosay Poem by Indira Renganathan
What She's Trying Tosay
Her breezy flash on the neem leaves
Fascinates me
Her albedo- sheen on the green
A bewitching show enticing
Even the withered heap pale
Down the neem shining golden browny
And I see the passers by
Glowing on the street
A feel of proud complacence
Engulfs me as she falls on me too
Now a thud of a fall from the tree
A crow chick- limping
Inebriated by the golden shine
A hope? yes I hope
But an unpleasant odour too
Wafting around- a rotten pile somewhere
The golden beauty falls on that too
What hope could it be from her
Sunshine has no disparity
Even the rotten be a manure?
Or the food for the insects?
This tender morning
What she's trying to say
Even the rotten be a manure? Or the food for the insects? This tender morning What she's trying to say...outstanding conceptualization. Beautiful poem.
A thought provoking poem dear madam! Though you have given enough clues, I failed to decode your last line! A wonderful poem with fabulous imagery....10/10
Sunshine holds no disparity. Yes. He who prevails in the sun, makes it shower shine, provides hope to one and all without disparity. Beautiful thoughts your poem reveal 10+
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/27/2024 9:43:58 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Finding beauty in nature's hints is the capability of a poet's heart..The sun shines over everything without discrimination whether it is a living being or a dead one. Nature has its own purposeful reason.