Hearing Her Voice Poem by Varanasi Ramabrahmam
Hearing Her Voice
By hearing her voice
Assuming that the spring has set in
The mango tree produced tender leaflets;
The male cuckoo full of pleasure
Participated in the musical duet
Joining its sweet and melodious voice;
The garden pleasantly smiled through
Fully blossomed flowers containing
Sweet honey and intoxicating fragrances;
The whole nature celebrated spring
And I my beloved’s musical notes
Reflecting her amorous mood,
Our intimacy and love
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4/26/2024 5:35:52 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Wonderful poem. A place where everyone would like to be. Ah, to be able to smell again through this poor old nose the incomparable Sweet honey and intoxicating fragrances. This is indeed a garden and company to be written (and read) about. Liked the Cuckoo being there participating.