In The High Range

She bloomed
In the dense secrecy
The vivid greenery
Seeming adorned!

The spring
Spraying fragrance
To her
Each giggling note

She hissed
Soft lullabies
To the blinking buds
When hurt by the stings
The flies thrust…

Draped in beauty
Her colored attire
Trivial, yet tribal
Synchronized
In passion
To the
Blushing bushes…

Hither and whither
Chatting and clattering
Whistling in joy
Round around her
Squirrels danced
Sparrows chirped
Bloomed the willows
Buds straightened up!
Splashed in the stream
Rumbling hedge
Catching the drift
A harsh squeal…
An abrupt pause!

None heard
In the silent occult
None to vouchsafe
Paid dearly
A defeated sigh…

She now lay strewn
Her withered petals
For sure
Her womb does bear
An alien seed …

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Crazy when interacting with books, especially that of poetries. Always mad at scribbling down verses....... My first poetry collection in malayalam :JWALA was published in 2009. Now writing in magazines & journals.Written many poetries in English & Hindi too. Two more malayalam and an English poem collections are released. THE REFLECTION is brought out by AUTHORSPRESS, , New Delhi, India.
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