Right below a grey, cloudy sky,
A pleasant, soothing breeze
Waltzed throuh a quiet neighborhood,
Caressing everything that came its way,
Gently with its soft, loving fingers.
A stray dog slept blissfully on a bed of sand.
A tough, hardy bougainvillea plant twined itself,
Greedily, hungrily, around the torso of a bare, horny tree;
While its bright red flowers looked on, embarassed, their faces flushed, innocent eyes turned upwards,
At a grey, cloudy sky
Really a wonderful poem portraying some ordinary looking things around and making them look like something special. Further, the personification of non-living objects is just awesome. Thanks.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful job, keep up the good work. You're a real and admirable writer Jasbir. Thanks for sharing and do remain blessed.