Scattered on an elevation are the Konkani huts
Adjoining the beach in an elegane resort,
With it's 'Tarang', the beach restaurant.
On a platter natural beauty the duo present.
The divine scenic beauty and its hypnotism
Spell bounds a spectator and pushes him in bosom
Of the mother nature n he enters a trance,
Sitting under umbrella facing ocean Arabian.
Blowing hot air on scorching summer noon
Humid atmosphere soaking in perspiration
Compell even the birds to find their shelter
Leaving solitary ocean with his tides to roar.
Solace could be found from sip through straw
When ambrosia from raw coconut you draw
That can make you in scorching summer calm
Standing beneath meager shadow of a palm.
Blowing hot air on scorching summer noon Humid atmosphere soaking in perspiration Compell even the birds to find their shelter Leaving solitary ocean with his tides to roar......nice poetic expression. A beautiful poem is amazingly shared.10
The divine scenic beauty and its hypnotism Spell bounds a spectator and pushes him in bosom Of the mother nature n he enters a trance, Sitting under umbrella facing ocean Arabian. The nature is stunning, so is your poem Ratnakar ji!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I wanted to go to the very first Epic of Life. It starts with 3, Poet's Note does not say anything. But these quatrains are well written narratives, there is no doubt.
Epic of life started from No.1 to No.34 and I have posted all. However, a few of them are scattered and rest are bunched due to different days of postings etc. All are extracts from my epic poem " Rhythm of life" and I have noted it in one of my episodes. Thanks for your inspiring comments and sorry for inconvenience caused. Regards. Ratnakar Mandlik.