In Silent Prayer Poem by Malabika Ray Choudhury
In Silent Prayer
When the chilly wind starts blowing from the North,
I don't curse the wind,
But lovingly admire the birds and their merry chirping for the last time this year,
And locate my most preferred shawl!
The birds are not cruel, they are not abandoning me for ever,
They promise to return next summer,
I just have to be patient, and uncomplaining, and tolerant!
I watch stoically the last batch of Red Roses wither.
appreciatively I cut and pick up the last few green veggies from the tiny patch in the corner of my garden,
rake yellow leaves from the backyard with tender hands when the ground gets covered,
and welcome and admire the sweet smell of Fall's
Pleasant, gentle, entrancing air!
With a priceless Kashmiri shawl wrapped around me!
Oh, those exotic shawls from the heavenly place they came from,
A place overlooking unforgettable serene Dal Lake where Sikaras float causing little circular ripples in the tranquil water,
and the Mughal Gardens harbouring exotic Chinar with pointed leaves!
Irreplaceable by any memory!
Surrounded by Olympian mountains, one magical valley on Earth, I may not ever return!
In my garden, The calm Willow, The playful Crab Apple, The majestic Rose - stand in silent prayer!
With a priceless Kashmiri shawl wrapped around me! Oh, those exotic shawls from the heavenly place they came from, A place overlooking unforgettable serene Dal Lake where Sikaras float causing little circular ripples in the tranquil water, and the Mughal Gardens harbouring exotic Chinar with pointed leaves! Irreplaceable by any memory! Surrounded by mountains, one magical valley on Earth, I may not ever return! MAJESTIC IMAGERY KASHMIR WE ALL LOVE ITS BEAUTY
Thank you, Dear Poet! This experience from the past never leaves my memory!
It's a beautiful writing. You have beautifully described the nature as seen from your garden at the end of summer. The priceless shawl wrapped around you takes your mind to Kashmir and its glamorous beauty where your stay was magical and unforgettable. I love the way the words have been flowing from your pen- a great poem.
Thank you for your inspiring comments. Nature is beautiful, in every season, in every part of the world!
just beautiful imagery i won't return to read ur comment here so do read my poem MOMS SMILES YOU WILL ENDEAR O POETESS DEAR
Thanks for your encouraging comments. Sure, I will read your poem.
The birds are.... not abandoning me for ever, They promise to return next summer, I watch stoically the last batch of Red Roses wither.... //..... Lovely portrayal of a stage in seasonal change. It reflects the poet's deep love of nature. Thanks for sharing.
Thank you, Dear Poet! This is really happening right now in the country where I live! I am mesmerized when I am out in the garden!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/8/2024 11:33:55 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Homesickness at the Top so now and then, makes being full of homesickness each day..........true excellent to mention all the most favourite themes in your memory, BUT the you have opened the door to live constanrly in the past and to reside in a brandnew country as you do, is not the option. To remember the beautiful things from the past is of course naturally, but I sense here in your lines mentioned, still homesickness crowded in your mind
Thank you, Dear poet, for reading my poems. You are right, I have many beautiful memories from my past, and from the country I no longer live! But I still visit those places! And Canada, where I live now, is also a beautiful country where you can really enjoy Nature at its best!