"Go into yourself. Find out the reason that commands you to write; see whether it has spread its root into the very depths of your heart; confess to yourself whether you would have to die if you were forbidden to write." Rainier Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet

Friday, March 23, 2012

Humming-bird flies in the desert rain

A humming-bird flies in the desert rain
through both a place happy and sad.
flapping tiny wings,wings of hope,
flapping and flapping them hard.

Tiny in size,but not at heart
it slowly keeps making its way through.
Flap and puff...flap and puff.
Flown ever in desert rain...have you ?

That tiny contractured heart of it's
says sing a song o'my bee.
But huff and puff she says
o'me too tired,i can't be.

Vast spaces of desert land,that is all
that she could see.
No place to hide,no place to rest
no place to even plead to Thee.

Barren like an old womb,
has this desert been
for ages and ages...so sad.

But along came the storm mighty and hefty
she hardly could see the reason to be glad !

A humming-bird,if you have seen
is small and tiny
you could grab it in your fist
at once.

But wings of hope
do the wonders
and take it to places
not yet known

the tiny bird,held up it's face
and i do not know what she had in mind.
But huff-a-puff and huff-a-puff
just a little more now~something of this kind.

O' yes i am happy,happy for the desert,
for it's prayers has been answered today.
But the darling humming-bird kept me worried,
as she flew steadily and far-away.

*** Desert would be the most horrible place in the world for a humming-bird to be,who survives and feeds on the nectar of flowers. When i wrote this,all i could think about was someone trapped in a world where they do not belong. Secondly the courage of one of the tiniest birds in the world,to fly through one of the toughest habitats...a desert,that's what i wanted to write ( my usual upbeat optimism ) . Rain is a blessing for the desert but i am guessing it would have made it even harder for the humming-bird,what with the winds and sand. But i just wanted to write that there is always a possibility if we have wings of hope.


Kinara :) said...

The words speak very well,ma'am!
And all together, Your description below just satisfies every quench your reader might have...
Yeah,very true, optimism is what everyone seeks for, at least I do!
Lovely and a different idea portrayed!

Dr Mandeep Khanuja said...

glad u liked it :)

Life Unordinary said...

keep up the great work Aman. The humming bird is the smallest bird, is it not?

Dr Mandeep Khanuja said...

yes it is and that's y it's my choice for the poem and name is mandeep :)

Of Prisms and Lives said...

Woww :D .... this was awesome .... read some good poetry after a long time :)

Dr Mandeep Khanuja said...

thank u so much :)


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