Prayag Saikia


Clouds - Poem by Prayag Saikia

(On a painting by Pranab Barua)

With the descent of clouds upon the foothills
The heart trickles
Down the expanse of a canvas.


Voicelessly, the painting speaks of issues
Tinged with the colours of feelings.

At a fickle pace time lurches ahead.

No sound of footsteps -
I fondle the clouds tenderly.

A spotted bird pulls down
The veil of the hills.

The colours sound
In coyness.
(Translated by Krishna Dulal Baruah)

Topic(s) of this poem: artistic work

Form: Blank Verse


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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 30, 2018

Poem Edited: Tuesday, May 1, 2018


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