Frog Poem by SRIRANJI ARATISANKAR

A strange frog taken shelter in my quotidian pond
How fast swims all day long
Till the tail not fallen off
But accustomed to hunting.

Breaking the quiescence of still night
Suddenly jumps into the water
Growing water circle hits the banks…
The circle crossing the banks extended..
Goes beyond the sky-coast-line.

The sun, the moon, stars extinguished.
The outer space overcast the cosmic dust…

That quaint frog drowning into deep water
touches the bottomless bottom of my pond
Raises slime, silt, mud…

Transparent water becomes turbid.

Thereafter Graceful morning-face not reflected.
On the water of my pond.