Mountain breeze!
Please pause
To console this aching landscape
At the foot of the hill
Lost in transcendental thrill
We the inhabitants of the plains
Know that you originate
In the skies where the clouds of mortal worries
Don’t navigate
Above where
The head of the great mount resides
Yet, please do come
Sweep our lonely homes
We, the coughing ones
On sinking easy-chairs
Breathe your natural aroma
The smell of the skies
Clouds, mountain herbs
That are renowned
To kill mortal ills
And put our asthmatic psyche
At perpetual ease
Please do come breeze
This is a call from one
Who has seen in you
A constant companion
Fondly stroking the hair
On his vexed forehead
Sweating attire
From kindergarten days
Here in my senility I lie
Unsung, drained of life
Please do come
So we can sing
A carol or a bhajan
To whatever that makes things click
On this barren land of dreams
Please do come mountain breeze
On my knees am I
In supplication
In my dying caravanserai
Of brittle mortal bones
Ebbing senses and feels
On a lonely desert plain
'Here in my senility I lie Unsung, drained of life Please do come So we can sing A carol or a bhajan To whatever that makes things click On this barren land of dreams' Some really vivid imagery and a wonderful poem that captures emotions and nature - natural emotions - emotional Nature - in perfection.. Thank you for sharing...
This poem was a soothing breeze which I am delighted to embrace.
Here in my senility I lie Unsung, drained of life Please do come So we can sing A carol or a bhajan To whatever that makes things click On this barren land of dreams Verily, the mountain breeze like the sea breeze carries a message and provision for mankind
...sweep our lonely homes we, the coughing ones on sinking easy chairs... a lovely thought
Here in my senility I lie Unsung, drained of life Please do come So we can sing A carol or a bhajan To whatever that makes things click On this barren land of dreams..................... This is a lovely poem on the soothing effect of a mountain breeze with many striking images! But do you you have to bemoan over senility, when you are not yet senile, but quite agile! A 10
Nice lines inviting the breeze to shower its power of healing on the ailing ones.A good write.Another great poem Thank you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wow! A brilliantly written poem. The wording captured my imagination and held me rapt. Thanks, Madathil