The Highland, Coorg Poem by Taufeeq Yahiya

Disheveled meadow swells aloft
And the sailing blue whispers the song
Tickles the niched nature wind soft
Unearthed ecstasy stays strong

Hangs low, coffee seeds so genuine
Cardamom widespread a unique aroma
Urchin chants through the bottled wine
The valour stands an enigma.


A narrow adorable river streams
Along the heaven in a mysterious way
Bliss blooms through the dark dreams
While the dawn watches mists play

Thick downpour roars out the rest
A gloomy mask for half a year
Atop a tree a sparrow’s nest
Within which is a gun and a chandelier.

Slugabed daylight late kisses the ground
Reluctantly peels out the slumbered eye
Perplexed eyeballs scowl blur around
And later discovers the deep blue sky.