A young jubilant boy
Steers a herd of cows
To the open green fields
They graze unflinchingly
He sits pretty cool, relaxed
And watches them munch
On the fresh emerald grass
And he finds a safe place
To sit and enjoy proceedings
And the lovely surroundings
On the approach of dusk
He calls the herd back
By blowing his flute
Like Krishna's flute
That throbs the air
The setting sun glints
The vesper sky winks
The flowing river sings
Lovely water pot passes
With cham-cham hum of anklet
Her blushing is lively yet covert
The cowboy feels the spark
The girl waves him from the dark
Copyright@ Poet,30 January,2019
As many times as I read your poems so many times your poetic skill amazes me...always it is a pleasure to read all your best poems...the above poem is no exception.....thank you Dillip for sharing such inspirational poems here with us
I cannot resist a cowboy poem---even a cowboy from a different land with different ways---thank you for widening my horizons, kind sir
Such a delightful picture of rural life. The sprinkling of romance in the end is just like icing on the cake. Sterling inking!
Charming poem. Mesmerising narrative. Loved it.
Lovely images adorn this tale of a cowboy's day, with its delightful hint of romance at its close.
Happy Valentine's Day Dr. Swain…a great day to revisit this lovely poem!
Speaking of 'water pot', DO YOU MEAN 'on the head of a young woman'? I would say 'the girl waves AT him.....' bri ;)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
beautiful poem penned on a cowboy's love; nice to read your poetic diction