The Cuckoo Poem by Dipankar Sadhukhan

In a deep green tree
So easefully
The cuckoo sings
In spring time.

The magical voice charms me badly
Though it can't be visible to me.

When the bird pours a melody
My ears can catch it so easily
But my eyes try
To find the bird vainly.

Spring appears
And once departs.

I can listen to the syrupy melody
Even when the bird goes away.
The sweet music gladdens my heart and my mind
Even in my pensive mood and vacant time.

©Dipankar Sadhukhan
Kolkata, India.
29th October,2016 (11: 35pm) .