Treasure Island

Tajudeen Shah

(India.)

On the way to...


Entered the dense wilderness;
Huge trees mantled together,
Seem to reach the sunless skies,
And their tender leaves turn
Vibrant with soft tips smelling sweet.
No golden rays dare to peep
Through their leafy pinnacle,
Where only the little bird, fond,
With rosy mouth opened,
Craved for digested drops
From her tiny mom's blessed beak.
Even the noon-shades gild
The cool turf, as creepers
Grew in thought-interludes.
Large fleshy frogs, disguise in
Rotting forest flora
To save themselves from the cool,
Silken-skinned, tongue-split hunters.
Wild blooms, full with passions,
Sensuously nodded at the
Dark-headed Drones flew by.
Calm below the leafy thatch
Turned all, living and non ON.
One could simply measure,
View and feel the nature seductive.
To where shall One escape from
Haunting passions, thoughts and moods
That made life so despondent!
The safest haven ever, seem,
Would, sure, be instincts pure.

Submitted: Monday, October 28, 2013
Edited: Monday, December 16, 2013

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  • Valsa George (10/30/2013 12:21:00 AM)

    Reading this poem, I could feel the coolness of entering a verdant bower and not the dreariness of being in a forest! Sensuous and seductive are your descriptions of Nature! ! Enjoyed very much! ! This deserves a 10 (Report) Reply

  • Gulsher John (10/28/2013 8:32:00 PM)

    Did you notice something in yor composition?
    there is no Sha, no feelings at all, its a pure description of dense dark deep Forest...
    its the call and fashion of contemporary prosody...(except last few lines where yourself got into)
    Sha ji they say that poetry is not the sharing or feelings expressions but escape from it,
    unfortunately most of poets poets trying to tell their readers what they feel instead showing them or describe them, emotion and feelings sometimes jarr poem's essence(i m sure u got my point,)
    let others' fabolous minds to annotate it...
    over all it's a wonderfull composition and like it.
    but i dont like the poet notes
    let your poem explains itself... (Report) Reply

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