In the wee hours of dawn,
A melodic song alarm
Sweetly guides and leads me on
With a strange and sweet charm
The mysterious sound veers
And spiraling downwards
Trails around me far and near
Rendering peace inwards
Is there a nightingale,
Or a song thrush? To my surprise
From behind the leafy veil
Such a ditty in a guise
Her morning hymn with peace fills
My tumultuous heart
As her rapturous tune spills
Revealing her fine art
I hear her making a tune
Though she stays quite elusive
Busy making her soft croon
Special and exclusive
Her sole identity is
Not her outward plumage
But honeyed song that she sings
Incognito and offstage
woow.. beautifaul poem (song) wonderful// Thanks for sharing
Apparently a song by a bird, but I like metaphors, so I take this poem as an alarming infant singing to wake her mother, to help her, to feed her and to love and muse her.
In the early hours of morning when there is a kind of subdued silence, the song of this bird must be ringing loud and clear filling the hearts with a divine melody..... at once soothing and enjoyable! These songsters of Nature are so sweet to be heard and so mesmerizing to be seen! Lovely write Yasmeen!
Thank you Valsa Ma'am, it's nice to read your words after a long time. The songbird has her nest in nearby trees and often amuses me with her song singing hidden in leaves.
What a beautiful piece of poetry! A lovely morning filled with bird's crooning. Calming n soothing write that goes straight to heart's depths. Deft use of vocabulary. Great expression. Thank u for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Melodious crooning at the wee hours of the morning by this songster of nature has brought out such a wonderful piece of poetry from the poetess' pen! Congratulations, Yasmeen Khan, on such a brilliant piece! Quite worthy to be a 'Member Poem of the Day' on any of the days of the calendar. I hope PH bosses will take note of my comment and publish it as a MPOD soon.
My kind thanks for your response