Rain, yes-today
Rain comes along at long last
The early flowers perish fast
As if the birds are put out too by the drizzl
Silence resides the earth for the time being
except the sound of rain, thrushing- thrushing
A reinforcing brush on the sketch of early spring
soon the world will turn out a verdant painting
Summer is a few touches away
Swallows are back, yes-today
Who is regretting the pulpy petals
as fruits mourn the fallen foliage
Cuckoo on Campus
A cuckoo amidst campus acooing-cooing
Renting a heart to nostalgia hearkening
Least befits blithe campus such a woeful voice
Wherein bouystrious life jublee rejoice
Sparrows or swallows are all right
Magpies and blue jays vulgar spright
But a cuckoo, no, your gloomy song
To graveyard or hermit hills belong
Prelife of yours must have been a miserable one
So you incarnated to this world with a wistful tongue
That to my ears your are ever imploring your love
“Not to go, wait! Not to go, wait!”