Wee Hours Poem by Upendra Majhi
Wee Hours
day breaks here spendidly,
all sing a song,
sky, braradwaj, utensils, water go musical,
as if all sing a song,
in silence of wee hour,
a goat groans or a woman groans,
two sound similar,
groan repeatedly,
one after the other,
prayer has been heard,
in silence of wee hour.
ego arbitrates between id and superego,
I am going old,
I am going cryptic.
I am trying to steer clear.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/18/2024 7:19:17 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Trying to steer clear is definitely brilliant. An amazing poem is very wisely penned.10
Thank you Mr.Mahakul.