Often during evening,
My heart longs for cuckoo ‘s melody in the morning,
The sweetness of its voice is enthralling,
Captivates every earthly belongings,
Those who were in slumber,
The cuckoo ‘s voice were of no meaning,
They loose the charm, which is very delighting,
The hot blooded supple youth forgets that autumn is demanding,
After the spring, the winter will be happening,
If we waste our time in sleeping,
Then will we not miss the melody of cuckoo's song from our surrounding?
The cuckoo's welcome song in the dawn nicely expressed in your thought-provoking lines.......thanks for sharing this lovely poem...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
There is such a magic in cuckoo's tuneful singing that no other bird comes close to it on this parameter. The poem does also carry a profound message for all. Thanks a lot.