The Sparrows Are Not There Poem by Gajanan Mishra

The sparrows are not there,
Only the herons are there
and they are busy in their
nestling in this rain.

You are there but I am not there
And I failed to understand
how it is going on, the matter,
the matter of love affairs.

It is the magpie robin
that is calling me and it is raining,
The peahen is waiting for the peacock,
I find no one in this rain, my bad luck.

And it is called rainy season
I failed to touch the clouds, the sky and the horizon.