Of Snow Thuds

By Muzaffar Ahmad Nengroo

Melodious grumble and Mellifluous rumble,

Euphonious snaps and lyrical thuds

Of heavy knocks and mellow smashes

Against the soft and the concrete floors,

On the plains and on the rises;

By the tearful slush and sleet’s tumble.

I do wake up from my dreams

When the white fleece lumps

Rhyme in the random reams.

The silken sound rhymes;

Enchant in the frigid climes.

Swollen knolls and the bulged bumps

Appear in the morns,

Beneath the roofs’ hems.

When unload their cotton loads

In the mute night’s hauls.

In such a cryptic clime

Window panes are beset with rime.

I hear the melody of the falling weights;

Quite familiar with those droopy gaits.

I do remember that weary waiting

For the fall of the white floppy foams.

Throwing white balls at that mellow

Revivify in me, the chaste rustic tastes.

The white sooty rimed surface

Gives a chilled look and Arctic faces.

I could store in galore for coming Races.

Note: After snowfall when the snow on the roofs began to slide down and touch the ground that gives random thuds and is quite soothing during the nights. This poem reflects the feelings of the poet in that perspective.

By Muzaffar Ahmad Nengroo