Hush! The morn whispers
A gleeful tune into my ears
I listen drowsed with sleep
Heavy eyelids not ready to ope…
Flicker, then close
Till the fragrance of dewy flowers
Tickle my awakening thoughts…
Stretching forward…I fling the sheet to
Greet the glorious morn…
The twittering birds hop
From branch to branch
Then fly to freedom across the bright blue sky
Man chained to his forlorn thoughts
Hankering for treasures unknown
The mocking moody day grows unending…
Thoughts floating with the clouds
Await destination
Hope(s) tied, untied, struggle for freedom
Awaiting… the rays to
Shine and glow
To light the un trodden path…
Shobha Diwakar
~Jabalpur, India
A simple but a very beautiful poem. The imagery is so well defined that you can actually visualize the morning scene.
Thanks ASB for your thoughtful analysis of the poem