Peacock Poem by RAVIKIRAN ARAKKAL

I dance in ecstacy just before,
It will come puring down the earh,
To cool the air and surrounding,
And make th grass leap alive,
And grow greener in the plains,
And make the forest shiver
In the coolness it brings,
With gale fritring along with the
Branhes and leaves, alos making
The streans to well, and flood
The furgling river making it
Fall a hunded yards down
The waterfalls, to soften
the sighs of elephants deer
and all the my wild companins,
When farmers sing in joy
To seed their farms for feeding
The billions they depend
On the waters from heavens.

Look at me spead my tail
And feathers in harmony
With the winds that blows before
The showers I wait for an year,
On the earh so beautiful,
Where nobody can dance
So well to stare in consternation.


Ravikiran Arakkal.