Beyond the Silence of Summer's End

How splendorous is your arrival, dear autumn! How bright like the very gold and diamond mixed! What, exactly, is in your little heart's bottom? The physique and psyche of the summer are fixed...! As a groom escorted by his boys and girls adorned, As the interiors of a shrine are well set; Sun's peak climbing, as though gradually got scorned, Which blade of grass, so far, is florally fit, yet...? O summer, in India, you play great havoc, We bear with you, yet, thinking of other seasons; You have your reasons to be silent and gravic, Could you, dear Summer, shake hands with unmixed reasons...? Does your silence knock at my heart, my dear summer? Kindly visit me tomorrow, I'm your drummer...!!!