A Magic Spectacle Poem by Valsa George
A Magic Spectacle
Staying at the western brink of the sky
The Sun opens his fiery third eye
A red tint abruptly colours the sky
With chiffon clouds floating high
As bright dots in the blazing light,
Birds are seen on their return flight
Eager to be back in their nests to alight
Down they descend before the fall of night
Shining in the glimmering twilight
The Earth and the sky look a lovely sight
Raining down showers of delight
Our souls are buoyed up to magic height
As God dips his brush in colours dazzling
Every sunset becomes a beautiful painting
This magic spectacle, we stand watching
Till the last streak of light begins waning!
Shinning in the glimmering twilight Raining down showers of delight God dips His brush in colours of dazzling Oh wonderful is our God? He gives to man wonderful words to write!
Magical flow of words with superb rhyming ease.An amazing drop...
'The Sun opens his fiery third eye'...this means a lot..a different view of visioning Sun's functioning...a beautiful write on sunset Valsa
As God dips his brush in colours dazzling Every sunset becomes a beautiful painting This magic spectacle, we stand watching Till the last streak of light begins waning! .....nice poetic expression. Beautiful poem is amazingly shared.10
As God dips his brush in colours dazzling Every sunset becomes a beautiful painting......................the poem is a painting itself.
How in the world did I miss reading this exquisite poem until now? This is magnificent. You have written a score of gorgeous poems but at this moment I have to say this is the best. - - - - - chiffon clouds - - - - - - Down they descend before the fall of night - - - - - - Shining in the glimmering twilight The Earth and the sky look a lovely sight Raining down showers of delight Our souls are buoyed up to magic height- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - AND THEN THIS STUNNING CLOSING- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - As God dips his brush in colours dazzling Every sunset becomes a beautiful painting This magic spectacle, we stand watching Till the last streak of light begins waning! - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - This is my favorite Valsa poem, it doesn't just speak to my soul, it sings to it. A million 10's and a posting to my favorite poems. Thank you for writing this, Valsa.
Susan, you make me feel glorified! Thank you so much dear friend! Only great minds make others feel great!
Raining down showers of delight That rain is eternal and your poem is a great delight.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Though most of the women are proficient in description but if it's Valsa something becomes the everything.
Thank you Akhtar ji for this great compliment !