Gypsies

This poem is based as a descriptive account of the oil painting 'Gypsies' (1893) by the famous 18th Century Indian Painter - Raja Ravi Varma. My first poem of this kind, here it goes...

By the temple,

under the glistening sun,

sat a family of wanderers, wondering...

their thoughts incoherrent with those

of the sleeping son

The mother seemed indulgent,

playing her old Veena,

while her son was lost in dreams

upon her lap

Gypsies - by Raja Ravi Varma

and lost seemed her daughter Reena.

Reena was neither listening to the rhythm,

nor was she at peace like her sleeping brother,

'When will this wandering end?'

-was the question in her mind,

a question she had oft asked her mother

Detached from his mother's Veena,

was Mahesh who just wanted some food,

the heat of the sun rising unconditionally,

and no water in the empty pots,

certainly did him no good.

Albeit in different mindsets,

they all seemed to be at peace,

grateful for the break in the wandering,

grateful for some time to spare,

grateful for the rest even if not under the shady trees.