Finger-Birds

She’s beautiful.

But he hasn’t seen her beauty.

He never will.

She sings well.

And that he hears.

The heavy monsoon rain has soaked their clothes.

They are together

begging on the train.

She’s singing a song

He’s playing refrain.

Some things are hard.

Some things as togetherness as here

beyond momentary ecstasy

that the sighted keep looking for everywhere.

their entire life and never find,

all that beauty is here,

where the quiet finger-birds

in the nest of

their closely held hands

nudge closer, warm

Gopikrishnan Kottoor's latest collection of poems ' This Small Town' is available on Amazon. His recent poetry books include  ' Poems From America',  and ' A Land in the Sun.'  He's working on a travel book ' The Golden Lane, Travels Across Europe.'

His email id is gopikottoor@gmail.com