An Evening By The Riverside Poem by Valsa George
An Evening By The Riverside
The blue sky, dotted with white clouds
The sun, in its last lap of race
The slanting rays gleam in crystal glow
Their beauty to the earth they bestow
As I stand and watch this lovely evening,
I experience an inner glow of a celestial kind.
Elegant colors flow and fade,
As the sun paints a paradise before me
The river seen arched like a lunar crescent,
With the gentle sound of lapping waves
As she winds her course through verdant banks,
She speaks a language I can hardly understand
Without pause she moves on unrelenting
Eager to join the ocean's devouring embrace
Scripting the songs of her arduous journey
And chiming her anklets in timeless rhythm
There is a divine sweetness in the air
My exhalation blends with the cool wind
That whirs softly humming a mild tune
Birds get ready for their evening symphony
The twilight smiles and sends the sun away,
Obscuring manifold vistas near and far
Night quickly spreads its dark wings
It is time to make a move, homeward
The mesmerizing scenery presented by the nature on an eve along-with a riverside has been marvelously captured in this beautiful life song. Thanks for sharing a 5 star melody.
An awesome depiction of the pristine significance of nature, with powerful images of beauty and an overall aura of serenity. Your use of language is absolutely amazing, and I always feel inspired by your works.
GREAT LINES! A MASTERFUL WORK OF ART. Thanks for this wonderful contribution to the world of poetry. Remain blessed, Prof.
it's just a poetic evening by the riverside where poetic mind and pen has merged in one and expressed stupendously the inner symphony of nature and natural heart; great poem shared; I enjoyed really
As I stand and watch this lovely evening, I experience an inner glow of a celestial kind...I can visualise the time, place and the serene atmosphere...A wonderful poem with fascinating imagery dear madam. Critically appreciated.5 stars.
Your poem and picture, Valsa, make me see why you’d want to write about this experience. The last two lines of the fourth stanza catch my attention with “her anklets” being particularly surprising and charming to me. -Glen
Just like an oil paint on canvas The poem reflects the beauty. Fantastic
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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A well executed poem...... Truly fabulous and marvelous........5 stars *****