A DRUNKEN WOOD NYMPH.. Dr Jahangir Alam Rustom

 

Just before the evening hour
When I stayed in the wood,
A nymph appeared in front of me
In a silent and gentle mood.

The wood nymph welcomed me
To visit the place without the shy,
A stunning girl ever approached me
How could I deny?

Hundreds of lavish dresses she changed
Within a few times!
A thousand types of sweet tunes
Were emanating from her chimes.

Amazing! I could not perceive
Where was I, in heaven or a wood?
Members of her coterie
Were serving fruits, wine and food.

They were at dances sometimes,
Sometimes did they fly?
What a luxurious scene!
On the tree, in a row when they ply.

Drunken they were; intoxicated!
And took a chance to gossip with me;
After getting sense at midnight
I found myself under a broken tree.

Written by: Dr Jahangir Alam Rustom
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