Raindropp ripples in Mandovi
Lapses in memory
The long fan moans and groans
The red ant ascends onto the throne
The fruit of the jackfruit tree
Sways with the wind
The waters run deep
A white flower getting carried away
From the river into the sea
An unknown bird calls its mate
The waiter with lowered eyes calls on me
The electricity suddenly goes away
Candle emerges, melting its fate
Evening has set in
A fresh set of clouds rush in
A deluge.
Of water and memories
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice poetic imagination, Renu. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks