MOONLIT

 

MOONLIT

 

Exacerbate harvest hailstorm fear,

He is wondering in the night here,

Bountiful earth this year outpour,

Ripe paddy grain fields, yet allure, (1)

 

Sequel human hardship, he toiled,

Sleep on the grass, look at spoiled,

Dark clouds cover the full moonlit,

Spread darkness night owls fright, (2)

 

Jackals, plenty, dare in grain fields,

Howling intermittently alerts yields,

A long bamboo stick the weapon fit,

Strike on the ground sounds defeat, (3)

 

Gleaming eyes reddish vanish well,

Long dry grass plants sway sequel,

Clouds sail gently, smile full moon,

Light grain field in the night boon, (4)

 

A tiny cottage amid a shelter,

Watches the farmer output secure,

Roof namesake dried straws open,

He notices the moving moonlit often, (5)

 

The silence, unearthly experience,

Penetrate pores of the skin, sense,

Hissing sound snakes are moving,

Hunts mouse paddies destroying, (6)

 

Uncomfortable sound outside feel,

Creeping fear poisonous to reveal,

Moonlit nights awash with silvery,

Serpents glisten a bamboo fiery, (7)

 

Protect his life his sound enough,

Vanishes long shadow, not laugh,

Watchful play a flute, spellbound,

Pierces silence condensed sound, (viii)

 

Melodious, unreal ecstasy, soaked,

Pervades vast grain field mocked,

Dispel fear factor hunter hunted,

Flee grain thieve quickly blunted, (9)

 

Lone human in the dead of night,

Head scarf, bare body, stick fright,

Ghosts will fear where human stays,

Fearless his spirit brave dismays, (10)

 

Early morning, a cold wind blows,

Birds chirping dark dots it shows,

Waning moonlit night, pink east,

His encounter with the silence, beast, (11)

 

Backdrop canvas yearlong effort,

Golden grain field sunlight escort,

Returns home, his village is near,

He will sleep for a few hours wear, (12)

 

Reflect happiness and satisfaction,

He feeds millions who lack emotion,

No limousine, glistening vehicle, 

His bullock cart wooden mingle, (13)

 

He carries jute bags a few miles,

Surrender to mill owner smiles,

His share of rice only food great,

Provides river fish vegetable, a duet, (14)

 

Mud-house, this human explicit,

Granaries land assured moonlit.

The spine of the nation is invisible,

Moonlit night grain field simple. (15)

 

Pen: Bijayananda Mishra

Title of Poem: Moonlit

Themes: Extraordinary farmer

Written: 2nd November 2023, Cuttack

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