The cuckoo calls!
Relentlessly,
Almost begging,
Cajoling,
Beseeching,
Shrill in intensity.
It's untiring effort aimed at
piercing
the concrete walls,
The enveloping shroud of worries and anxiety and Breaking,
the hypnotic spell of dreams
of a future rosy!
Hark! Lend a ear!
O fast evolving intolerant man!
Listen to the cuckoo's call.
Its the only chance to save spring.
And delay,
the onset of harsh
Rude summer!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem