Oh my dear dark cloud,
You do rain of pure nectar,
You dance in sky's chest,
You too dance in my street,
My dear Dark Cloud,
My dear little child,
You are my Lord, oh dear!
Beauty of yours beholds
Seven colours of rainbow,
Many universes exist,
In garland of yours,
Who has devotion can know,
Who does not have devotion,
He can see your rain,
You are my wonderful child.
In this street I am waiting,
I am in quarantine of course,
I know you will still swing,
In the tree branch in forest,
You will still dance in mountain,
Then bringing braveness,
You will come with cattle,
Your aunt Budhashaya is watching,
A drop of tear has fallen,
Let me drink your nectar!
© Budhashaya Behera,09 April 2020. All rights reserved.
Such a sweet poem, full of love and endearing words for the clouds. Loved it dear Poetess.......10
My Dear Dark Cloud, a lovely poem so feelingly written, it reminds one of Jashoda's love for the child Krishna.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very beautiful poem, sweet as nectar and lovely as a mother's lullaby! Enjoyed reading it!