NATURE Poem: Shepherds by the brook, by Jagannath Biswal

The murmuring beauty of the glistening brook
And the vibrant chirrup of the birds
Keep gnawing the silence surrounded
By the silent standing trees of the forest.

The shepherds keep passing by the brook
Grazing their sheep
Like the clean water flowing in the brook
With the dry cracking sound dropping onto the ocean of silence
By treading their feet on the dry leaves .

Their calling to the sheep
And the bleats of the sheep
Were cutting the silence like pebbles
Thrown into a stagnant clean water body.

Sitting on a black stone by the brook
An old shepherd expresses
The scarcity of the rainfall has reduced the brook
Into a trickle
Bringing forth the bad harvest.

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