ആസൂ ജൊ ബഹേ ബര്‍സാത് ഹുയീ....

On A Monsoon Night( Poem )

When I see chance rain in the far away deserts
Knocking my air tight window pane
To see kids playing
In the rain, and
Under colorful umbrellas
on the street.,

One would think that some countless, colored, new born hen
Are just un caged to bask in the sun
But I remember you friends of my lonesome heart

Once, on a an uneven evening
In a month of noisy naughty and playful monsoon,
Lean back over the collapsed breast of his peasant grand mother
While hearing the shivering stories and murmurs
Saw a cobra flying with a diamond crown
For his lost beloved

Entrusting this boy to keep the crown, the snake suddenly
Dived in to the waters and swam across the lotus legs
To bathe in that deep lotus- scented pond

Deceptive sleep or the faint memory?
The ruby disappeared with snake in the wild rain

The boy wandered then after in search of the stone for ever
And was seen for a long time looking into the waters for ever

Thinking that the crowned crawler flier will come
On such thunderous monsoon nights…….