ON THE WAY TO LONAVALA
When the clouds lean upon the hill-tops
And passes through the meadows
Caressing the beautiful greeneries
The grazing cattle and gazing maidens
On their roof-tops with melancholy eyes
When the train whistles past
The tunnels in quick succession
Only to bring back the golden lights
Like a flash I know for certain
Lonavala the Queen of the Deccan
Is inviting me with her lustrous beauty
And peace for the long-awaited weekend
Let there be no lights tonight
Except the full moon and a few stars
Let us share our thoughts our feelings
Unhesitant in the dense darkness
Let there be rains tomorrow let them drizzle
Throughout the sunshine period so I may
Give birth to few more poems in my laziness
Let there be pin-dropp silence to help us
Fathom each other’s feelings and
Let the rain-clouds alone invade our privacy
Through the open windows to share our pains
Let me rekindle my spirit for the rest of my life
Rajkumar Mukherjee
Pune15-09-2000
Lonavala the Queen of the Deccan Is inviting me with her lustrous beauty And peace for the long-awaited weekend....beautiful personification my friend! You must have really enjoyed your Lonavla trip with your companion nine years ago....10+++ Cheers. Subroto.
this seems to me like like a romantic getaway. hope you had fun!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Love for Lonovala...who can deny...excellent..thanks