Hamlet of Mine


Hamlet of Mine.

My hamlet stands,

In the hilly slopes,

Of a magic mountain.


It has withstood,

The ravages of time,

To become a fountain,

Of thoughts sublime.


Its rustic crowd,

Dusty roads, careless beauty,

Provides food for thought,

Rekindling a fire,

To awaken the poet in me.


The magic mountain,

Has saved its soul,

Its essence,

In unblemished whole,

By putting it,

Beyond the watchful eyes,

Of the civilized world,

By wrapping it,

In its magical curtain.


Only our rustic crowd,

Who echoes its sentiments,

In their heart aloud,

Can find this hamlet,

Far from the maddening crowd.


What do you think?


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Written by Indrani Chowdhury

Indrani Chowdhury was born and raised in the north-east city of India, at Guwahati in Assam. She did her post graduation in English literature and had worked as a teacher for some years. Her friends describes her as a simple, hard working girl. She is settled at Bangalore after her marriage and is a mother of a one and a half years old.The world of books have always intrigued her and she has a knack for writing. Besides this, she likes travelling, cooking for her family and friends and meeting interesting people.

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