Falling down the hills
amazing look of the morning silver pour
and in the evening dazzle orange shines
when on earth purest love ever shines! !
Mellows of birds in lush green forest
where tireless hares jumping around
dancing peacock playing at will
the colourful feathers dazzle around
birds in the nest of love
singing the moments of joy
my love in vaccum spread the fragrance
while knocking the door of heart
to see falling tears
the days and nights swirls at will
falling down the hill
neither silver pours nor orange shines
sultry rays pour the heat on us
and in vaccum life falls
and drifted apart..............
All around in Nature all are enjoying life in beauty and colour! But man suffers within without joy of union ever as he is not living in harmony with Nature! Nice message it delivers!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well conceived, beautifully delivered and has both rythm and fragrances of nature!