Kuhu, Kuhu*
Wednesday,27th March 2019
My voice spreads the charm
the relations get warm
it does no harm
people get arm to arm
it has the magic
it spells well for the psychic
he also stares and enjoys
the music is of immense joy
koel or you call it cuckoo
I am not confined to the zoo
I sit on top of the tree
and sing freely
it is for my love
and I believe
he will respond
with my sweet sound
"kuhu kuhu kuhu kuhu"* sound feels the air
morning walkers rush here
I hide in branches
and watch them with joggings
Hasmukh Mehta
*
"kuhu kuhu" Cuckoo's voice
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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