I remember a few blades of grass,
I remember white flowers of drumstick,
the afternoon rainbow, reflected images of hibiscus,
the full moon of kumar purnima
I remember yellow kaniyar flowers, white lotus,
a few big rain drops,
a few duststorms
I remember a few distant thunder, mridanga beats,
the sweet morning ten teian song,
I remember long calls of my brother before lunch,
I remember fragrance of marigold, malli,
fragrance of colour on Lord Ganesh, Maataa Basuli
I remember pitha sweetmeat 'mandaa, fish spiced and tamarind
I remember exchange of love glances,
glances of appreciation,
I rememebra few soft touch on me.
I remember the rendezvous with soul
in a dark night under a starry night
alone in a meadow
****tentenia is a songbird who sings very sweet mostly in foggy morn
Thank you Mr.Asuncion. It is really a wonderful feeling to receive such encomiums from an established poet like you.Thank you.
The soft touch of memories expressed so beautifully in this poem.As I hail from the same region I can well relate to the flora, fauna and the festivals described in the poem. Congratulations for being selected Poet of the Day.
Well expressed thoughts and feelings. An introspective piece of poetry written with conviction. Thanks for sharing.
I remember the rendezvous with soul in a dark night under a starry night alone in a meadow .... beautiful
An excellent poem! Great natural expression...I remember exchange of love glances, glances of appreciation.....Thanks for sharing this fabulous poem with us!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The meticulous portrayal of various shades of nature and the richness they brought at various stages of the poet's life. It presents a beautiful collage of scintillating memories. Thanks, Upendra Ararti ji. I rememebra few soft touch on me. I remember the rendezvous with soul in a dark night under a starry night
Thank you very very much, Mangasahab.