Its autumn rain
that not so splendid
but chill blended this
silence to our ancestral cornfields
filled in with lonely plankton
adding misty shade to silent whirls.
skylarks perched on field bridges,
dividing the country yards.
electric lanes zooming its images felt
on the stillness with its sublime lens.
Coconut trees and palm leaves
bordering the aerial winds.
Tiny fishes making up their
love enchanting in swifting tides.
And finally my mobile lens zooming on
'Ali ',
the fish catcher spreading;
his lively nets across the dreamy fields.
Reading any such nature poem makes you forget what century, what religion, what political movements are there...it takes the reader away from the fever n fret of life...cornfields give a wordsworthian touch...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Zooming on! Thanks for sharing.