Summer Song

 

Sweaty palms,sweaty feet;

Summer songs,quick heart beats;

I stand on a slice of frozen time,
Lazing around,
Spend my time watching the ants build their nest,
And the pigeons feeding their loved ones.
Discovering the world that was around me ,unseen,unheard.

Dripping sweat,breeze kissing and caressing my brow,
Strangely i have no complaints; i feel more alive,
With every summer song that the wind whispers to my ears,
Summers are strange,its a season to be fooled,
To be fooled feels good – carefree like a child.

The hawkers honking on ,the maddening heat,
Thirsty eyes,parched skin,sleeping dogs under the the cars,
This Summer is a season of love.

A lazy nap,drowsy eyes,
As She sings lullaby,
This Summer is a season of Hope.
This Summer is a season for Love.

– Ranjan DG

(Note : I just own the poem/prose if it can hardly be called so 🙂 Pls feel free to share the same under Creative Commons.)