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I wandered lonely as a cloud
On the way I found a cuckoo bird ...
A cuckoo on a mango tree
Sings out loud with a soul free
Her melody reminds of a distant land
Mystic tales of a golden sand
Those afternoon naps
On my granny's lap
She makes me nostalgic
Weaving her magic
Cascading shades of greeny ponds
Gleaming meadows of which I am fond
Honey-dipped voice of a chirpy bird
Sways me away with rhythm unheard
A cuckoo bird with a gaity glee
Calls me aloud from a distant tree
** Inspired from William Wordsworth's 'Daffodil'.
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This is absolutely beautiful Anusha :D such a splendid adaptation of Wordsworth's poem. Thank you so much for participating at Prompt Nights and for your constant love and support :D
ReplyDeleteLots of love,
Sanaa
Thank you so much Sanaa
DeleteJust beautiful wrapped with loving nostalgia and memories!
ReplyDeleteDonna@LivingFromHappiness
I love the bird's call, reminding you of being on your grandmother's lap. A beautiful poem.
ReplyDelete"A cuckoo bird with a gaity glee
ReplyDeleteCalls me aloud from a distant tree"..........exactly what a good book does for me. Lovely poem
I really love this... the way a bird calling can pull you into those dreams of past and distant lands... great write
ReplyDeleteThere's something timeless about this. I could both see and feel it, as if I entered in.
ReplyDeleteThat soul free song reminds us both of a land distant in both time and space. I too travel on sound.
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed the nostalgia in me. Such a reflective poem.. I have never heard a real cuckoo. I would like to.
ReplyDeleteWhat a wonderful meditation - could hear the song and drift away in it
ReplyDeleteExcellent
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