Lazy, fading softly
Languid is the attitude
Lost amidst a daydream
Maybe so it seems
as if I'm in Monk's Mood.
I am feeling blissful
Nothing perturbs me now
Bluebirds shall whistle
sweetly and subdued
I'm lost inside of Monk's mood
I sing a song gently in my mind
Starting a new melody
The thread guides me through
and strings me along sublime
in complete harmony.
So the vibes are so kind
Soothing the soul divine
Still something's pending
My heart's surrendering
For I am in Monk's Mood
I feel the breeze
Blowing through my hair
Keeping me calm and at ease
This magical moment has me seduced
alone in a solace appeased.
As the dusk's arriving
I drink a cool white wine
Toast to the sunset
I have no real fret
For I'm lost inside Monk's Mood.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I'm in Monk's Mood. I am feeling blissful Nothing perturbs me now Bluebirds shall whistle sweetly and subdued I'm lost inside of Monk's mood. dear paul, now i feel happy to comment and understand yu better than ur long poems where i had real difficulty and i was afraid that i will not do justice to ur creative work........ thank u for the mood of the monk. God bless u