I love to loiter and lounge
around
the emerald mountains and
prance
the long beautiful pastures
in bleary trance.
Loving the ephemeral moments
to my fill
I love to loiter and lounge
around
the dense bushes
unknown unbound
the stillness broken occasionally
,by
the cacophony of the
animals
and
the shrill of a strong wind.
I love to mingle in the crowds
of the hustling bustling
bazaars.
throbbing with cries of
Vendors men and women
displaying
myriad wares on the
pavements
of the huge macadamized
roads.
Haggling over the prices
With
The women vendors for a good meal of
fishes
my pleasant pastime
enjoying
their fury and frown
Smiles and serenity
Amazing selling skills of
theirs
enthral me the most.
I love to loiter and lounge
around
the delightful Dal
lake
pedalling on the rippling waters
in a colourful shikara
sipping ‘Kahwa’
looking at the bewitching
marvels
of scintillating beauty of the
Surroundings..
Very nice poem and surely expresses the taste of Nature loving of the author along with the recalling of past memories. The poem has deep meanings and we enjoy it.
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Thanks for liking my poem you are really a great lover of poetry.
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The Poem is really beautiful description of our KASHMIR in ‘our ‘days . The vendor WOMEN of yesteryears …..with their coquettish sweet demeanour. The streets & Bazars had their own flavour. & rare interactions between between young lads & lasses … & their sweet NOTHINGS .In ALL an unsaid account of unforgettable memories ….. !!!
…….. BHUSHAN…..
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Thanks sirji you have real flavour of understanding poetry and its nuances.
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Like all others this one is also superb.
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THANKS DAISY.
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