1
Sometimes the mind becomes a dragonfly,
brushing against the petals of a water lily,
while a heron stands on one leg, lost in meditation.
2
Over the fence of the jasmine garden,
night-flowering jasmine falls into my courtyard,
softly, drop by drop.
3
A butterfly has slipped into the weaver's room,
and suddenly
the whole place flashes with colour.
4
A city morning. Along the asphalt road,
here and there,
water snails have crawled out of the drains.
5
Beside the cremation ground
where my father and mother were laid to rest,
a periwinkle stands laden with flowers.
6
Upon the face
of a gravestone
rests a red dragonfly.
7
On the fallen trunk
of an uprooted tree,
new leaves gather the morning sun.
8
In the middle of the fields, a shrine to Manasa;
beside the Brahmin priest,
a motorcycle.
9
A Poush night. The northerly wind cuts through.
People in distress light a fire with scraps of wood,
trying to chase away the cold.
10
In the month of Chaitra,
drumstick pods hang from the branches,
like the sticks of a dhak.
Dhak dhak dhaak,
Oh ya-ya heart beats wild;
Hops in and out,
Hisses lyrical tone,
Dhak Dhak dhaak,
Dhak Dhak dhaak;
Oh my lady ye ye sugary,
Thou rise like blooming rose;
Ooh la - la! Thy wet tipsy lips,
Dribble lustrous juice;
Yummy yummy let me sip;
My bouncing heart,
beats so hard,
Dhak Dhak dhak,
Dhak Dhak dhak;
Thy glowing cheeks,
Sooo warmy! I feel inside Heart;
Coerces embellish by fingertips,
My lips are often keen,
For a kiss of thy cheek;
Thy glowing radiant eyes,
Zeal low and high,
Like fluorescence stars,
In murky sky;
Oooo! oohf-oooh!
Thee so sexy,
Elates my soul,
Drives to sense oftentimes;
Dhak Dhak dhak,
My heart so beats,
Dhak Dhak dhak;
© sadashivan nair
Baan jaoe gunghat dhak ley saaya mera Meri jaan sarma ley Meri jaan
Naa egg na roti parothe grarma ley Meri jaan sarma ley Meri jaan
Cuum ley dhak kar saaya mera mita dey bhook sarma ley Meri jaan
With love all
Jagdish bajantri
A gust of shower
On the way to Bhubaneswar
In the midst of spring
And a window seat
After lots of request
To witness soothing views
Alas! Shockingly a broken window.
After rain
The shimmering fool moon
Like a steady but curious seer
Shower blessings on dhak flowers
To give them a look brighter and deeper.
Shivering were the leaves outside
And the lips and body of mine too
Amidst wind so chill
Blanketing the earth to still
Lulled me amidst silent dales and hills
Flowers and twigs
Rivers and streams, clouds and mist
Earth and heaven.
The raindrops on leaves
To be dew drops pretend
Carrying miniature suns in each
Steadfast like quiescence sages contemplating
Changes many as if they bring
The prediction of scorching summer
In silent echoes are spreading rumours.
To the shock of my matured pretention
Language learning kid of mine states in quest
‘The winter returns’.
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