Gurara The Grandeur Fall Poem by segun Johnson Ozique

Gurara The Grandeur Fall



How often my mind reminisces
The alluringly hypnotic splash
The gentle streaming effervescence
The sonorous bamboo orchestration
The birds in happy dance twittering
The calls of the Minas and baboons
The sweet sounds of the frogs croak
The settings so like sweet aroma of bliss
Just mind blowing the colourful multihued
Such splendour, delight and idyllic consign
Diamond is not sufficient when compared
Surely Gurara must be nature's extant lure

Friday, January 31, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
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