I blew air and the pipe piped
A tune full of joy and delight,
I blew the pipe for sometime on
The tune soon turned into a song.
Had I left the pipe alone
It would never have gifted me a song,
So let’s make good the opportunities of life
O my sweetie, come be my wife!
WOW! What a message! And that call to the sweetie is the icing on the cake. How did you call yourself an introvert recently, Rajesh-ji? !
When patience and perseverance go hand in hand, the result is always music to the ears. Let it be a duet with your muse. Let there be a lasting celebration. Thanks, for sharing this poem, Rajesh ji.
A wise message conveyed beautifully, with an unexpected and sweet line at the end. Loved it!
Dear Bri, Though the poem isn't about me how I wish it should have been me! Thanks for reviewing the poem and for your appreciation.
you old 'romantic', you! ! the female readers should appreciate this. did SHE say yes? or isn't this about you? well, though a male, i appreciated this. :) bri p.s. thanks for Poet's Note.
Had you left the pipe alone you would not have made us all smile. You just made me think of the Pied Piper. Thank You
Thank you for your smile, apt and quick like Rajesh Thankappan's punch lines.
the last line just was a swift turn to the whole of the poem...very beautiflly you have highlighted a message that whatever opportunity comes our way, we must make good use of it, rather repent at a later stage
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Though I am not a complete introvert Rajendran-ji, I do certainly admit to such tendencies. Thanks for reviewing the poem and for your wonderful comments.