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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