Against the hazy sky
Mountains, seen grotesque
Frightening monsters, poking out
Here, there and all around
In the glinting darkness
The ravine, like a mythical snake
Gapes its mouth
Mist hovers,
The leaves are tear stained
By the Night's frozen grief.
In stealthy steps,
With the jingle of anklets,
The wind comes to shake off the drops
And down they drip one by one
As the grass below shiver
At the sudden shock.
The leaves, rid of the load, flutter-
Faint stir of life!
From a distant habitation
The rooster, in sharp notes
Sounds the siren.
The East bleeds,
As shafts of gold cuts through her breast.
Darkness recedes,
Birds begin to chirp.
Slowly,
Slowly, parting curtains
The day emerges
Like a lazy boy
Disinclined to be roused from sleep
I will say it highly extraordinary.........Valsa.....so beautifully imagined and put to life Nature in a canvas I feel so.... and in very soulful words................prfound
Mysty dawn the exact happenings of the dawn in a mysty atmosphere and its great imaginations are actual realities of the same feelings in a hill station.
Indeed an amazing poem....with every poem of yours you set an example for how to meditate on poetry...no doubt you are the queen of description as Aktarji says...kudos
ITS A DELIGHT READING YOUR POETRY ALL POETS READ THEE THEY HAVE NO TIME FOR ME WELL DONE VALSAJI
A misty dawn is very nice and beautiful poem shared really. Against the hazy sky it creates very wonderful imagery.
An amazing description, Valsa is queen of description.....................10
A highly creative piece from a masterful poet. This is one of my favourites. Thanks
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Phenomenal! Keep it up.