World full of wonder, being glorious and magnificent,
Revolving around the green colour of nature’s birth.
A glorious morning starting with a bluebird song,
Whispering with the leaves all day long.
Shining rays striking the earth like ribbon of gold,
Setting the picture, a view to behold.
Under boundless and impartial skies,
Embraced by the rainbow, where all the colour lie,
Numerous flowers with countless fragrance,
Delicate and fine, with indescribable essence.
Telling the stories of serenity,
Soothing the soul with all the mercy till eternity.
Enslaving the mind with calm sensation,
Waiting for the mystery to open.
Love this!
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M glad you like it.. actually when it comes to writing something about nature, I get lots of thoughts which I want to pen down. sometimes they combine, sometimes they just don’t make any sense. ☺️
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Yes, doing the beauty of nature justice when writing or photographing, is quite the challenge.
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Agreed.but it’s beautiful to write some words for nature and to understand it’s voice giving so much interesting lessons for life☺️
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That is true.
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What a fabulous post!
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Thanks a lot. ☺️
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I like the imagery you use in your poem. “The green color of natures birth,” this line is very mysterious. I like it.
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I m glad you like it. I am very much inclined to the beauty of nature. But unfortunately, we are not able to enjoy it completely due to our work or lifestyle.
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