Abhishek Kumar Singh


Hark! - Poem by Abhishek Kumar Singh

Where wild sedges with prickly bushes entangle;
High over the eucalyptus woods the sun spangles—
On the thick & thin branches—all their leaves dangle.

Cool winds come through, rustle & ruffle them all the day;
Twirling down many—playing—it soughs & sways—
From a dawn to dusk, whirring & stirring the clay.

Daisies & roses in the beds of lawn—are in flower;
The clouds come often & dun the sun’s shower—
So serene that I would forever, sleep in the bowers.

Pigeons sit & wonder on a window ledge;
While sparrows flirt & whistle into the hedge—
And their young ones in the nest wait to fledge.

Children on slides & swings cheer in the parks;
Lastly, they leave with their parents fore it gets dark—
‘Why can’t I go back & be one of them? ’, ‘hark! ’

Topic(s) of this poem: childhood

Form: Ode


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, March 5, 2015



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