My Musuc - Poem by dr.k.g.balakrishnan kandangath
A cold Darwin night,4 am;
Timor Sea is calm, motionless,
It seems it is musing something;
May be reminiscing;
The long past perspiring lingering;
The silent music of mine;
Waving, whirling, glittering.
Lakshmi is sleeping-
As though she is being anesthetized
By her Ammamma;
With those sweet, hot,
Thrilling sagas bewildering;
Might be the woods breezing
Would have sipped the the juicing-
Fiddling, fluting the birds chattering;
Beating my music; my dreams heartening.
A dog is barking;
May be expressing;
For he has executed-
A long tough night duty,
For his loving, caring Master!
Poet's Notes about The Poem
7-5-2014-Night Cliff, Darwin.
Lakshmi- My grand daughter
Comments about My Musuc by dr.k.g.balakrishnan kandangath
Read this poem in other languages
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.