An evocative Nature poem from Madhumita, for Different Truths.
The birds were singing,
Singing a song
That day…
A song, that I did not understand,
Wordless yet understood,
Without rhymes,
Without any verses,
It was soft,
Melodious
And full of pain,
Still so sweet,
Sweet to the ears
And all the senses
That soaked in the music,
Music that was heavenly
And dreamy,
Just like my dreams…
Dreams which are colourful,
Melodious,
Soft and sweet,
Meaningful,
But never deciphered.
©Madhumita Bhattacharjee Nayyar
Photo from the Internet
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