This poem is a sad and beautiful expression of a cuckoo’s grief over losing its beloved. The cuckoo sings of its pain and loneliness, and finds comfort in the night, the moon, and the stars. The poem uses vivid imagery and metaphors to convey the cuckoo’s emotions and journey.
“In the deep folds of my heart, there lingers a poet.
The lyrics, who writes, in painful aches…
After whose stroke the wood rings,
And the echoes!
Off from the center like horses…
“Received a gift from my dear, the weight of sorrow, a heavy burden to bear
I’m being crushed, I wonder if I’m cursed…”
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…See, today i had purchased the tinsels of silver
that you loved to bedeck your dupatta with.
Your big smile i have tucked inside the piggy bank with
A heap of undelivered letters, some inscribed paintings…
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