Drop by drop dew
Falls on the grass
It hangs at tips to
Wash feet of a lass
One by one dew
Kisses the ground
Melting quickly without
Making any sound
It goes on till in the
East there comes a ray
Then to disappear to
Come out next day
A beautiful poem telling the touch of dew to grass.I enjoyed it Tiku Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
dew drops kissing the earth silently.......your meticulous observation about a winter night has found expression in your unique skill......thanks for sharing this beautiful poem...
Yeah, dew plays a vital role in enhancing beauty of the morning.Thanks Sir.
The fall of the dew and disappearance is portrayed. Thank you for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very nicely crafted the season and the songs of nature.
Thanks very much Sir. I am glad you liked it. Gratitude.