A Muse on August – Poetry from Sindh

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Khipro-Main

How cool and calm flow the clouds

Wending their way to the north

When August spreads her soft pinions

Kheemchand Koli-Poet-Sindh CourierKheemchand Koli, an emerging poet and writer from Sindh province of Pakistan, shares his poetry

Kheemchand Koli is an emerging poet and writer. Professionally, he is a high school teacher from Khipro town of Sindh, Pakistan. He embarked on literary journey in 2020. He has been an active member of multiple poetic platforms and his poetry has won several accolades on global poetry platforms. He has contributed to several international anthologies and magazines. He loves writing on nature, beauty, love, spirituality, patriotism and social issues.

Khipro-3A Muse on August

How cool and calm flow the clouds

Wending their way to the north

When August spreads her soft pinions

The sun sinks behind the clouds

The day becomes breezy and blissful

Summer’s sultry wind no more burns

Peasants toil tirelessly on the fields

The meadows are garbed in green

There are birds and butterflies

Flitting in the free sky savoring

The soothing air of fading summer

Herds of sheep and goats browsing

On the vast grasslands appear glee

The bells on their necks ring rhythmically

Marveling the music and melodies

In the drizzling droplets of August days

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Khipro-1Shelley

Nature’s noble voice

Poetic reverence I pay

To thee for all soothing songs

You sang in nature’s embrace

Oozing with bounty and refulgent romance of vernal treasures

You are gatherer of beauty’s richest store in the Elysian realms

Your words are nourishment

To my flowering wealth

Your stirring verses awaken

In the temple of my heart

Murmuring music of dewy glade

The dulcet charms of floral bowers

All wholesome harmonies

Converge in the cavern of my heart

When I immerse in your tuneful art

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Khipro-2Rain Rhymes

Sitting by the window, I feel

The rain-born breeze blowing softly

Touching and tickling

The sleek rain-drenched fluttering leaves

Trees and bushes feel

Gleeful and gay

Dancing in the drizzling rain

Quenching their long thirst

Doves and nightingales

Perched among the dripping boughs

Shake their drenching feathers dry

Kids playing on rain soaked sand

Is a sight to be seen

There is a feel of fragrance

Of refreshing rain

All cheers the driving rain

Rain is a blessing in desert lands

Grasslands get greenery

Prosperity it brings to the land

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Khipro-5Come Hither

Come hither for a while

Here you can commune

With nature’s vibrant voices

Sight scenes savoring eyes

Rich greenery gladdening heart

Sit by me on the soft silken sand

Away from all deafening dins

Away from the suffocating sentiments

Come hither for a while

Hear what the waves are whispering

Hear what the winds are warbling

Watch the rapturous flights

Of water birds over the silvery lake

Feel the felicity of fluttering butterflies

Over the summer’s balmy buds

Read the rhythmic rustling of leaves

Of the grove along the shore

Come hither for a while

Sit by me on the soft silken sand

See the dance of the dragonflies

In the August’s ebbing twilight

See the glistening shadow

Of the saffron sun playing on silvery waters

Come hither for a while

Sit by me on the soft silken sand

To relish the rich stores

Of nature’s ravishing charms

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Read: The Sky – Poetry from the Land of Sindhu Civilization

 

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