In the very early morning,
Still the Sun was under the dark blanket,
When I was about to open the main gate,
I heard someone's foot tapping behind me;
I stopped walking and glanced around
The courtyard near the black shadows of
The mango tree;
Then I found a part of white dress fluttering;
"Who is that? " I asked in mild voice
Soon a figure of woman came out behind the tree
"Oh, are you the one? " I asked without any confusion
She smiled and came forward to me.
I directed her to wait on the sit-out
And proceeded to the gate for unlocking it.
"You normally wear white sari,
And I remember, last time you appeared
In the same attire in my whole poem"
"I like all the designs and all types of dresses,
I love the famous modern fashion designer,
Nagavally Ramanathan and the traditional
Designer Neeli kalliyangattu equally.
Sari is a traditional dress the creative people like you
Always reserved for us to wear in Indian background"
"Leave it, I like sari very much, because of that,
I shaped your character in such a way;
However, in whatever dress, you look so beautiful"
"Thanks a lot, dear. How are you getting
With your creative works now a day"
"Going on. By the way, what is the purpose of this visit? "
"Don't be hurry. I will be here with you the whole day"
I looked at her. She came and sat nearby me;
Her usual fascinating smile and scent started covering me!
(To be continued…)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem