In the serene embrace of the cloud-shrouded mountain, amidst the rarest of mountain roses, we find ourselves in a moment of ethereal beauty. The sun, a golden sentinel in the vast heavens, descends to bestow a cosmic kiss upon the azure expanse of the sea, igniting the world in a symphony of colors.
Your smile, a beacon of radiance, sets in motion a spiritual vibration that ripples through the pristine springs of fresh water, carrying with it the elixir of ecstasy and the most sensuous of feelings. It flows as smoothly and sleekly as milk, a sensory delight akin to the gentle crunch of a ripe apple.
And when you speak, it's as if the universe itself has orchestrated a grand piano, each word a melodic note, creating a sonorous harmony that resonates deep within the soul.
You, are a force of nature, a living testament to the exquisite beauty that graces this world. In your presence, the whole world stands still in a romantic reverie, a realm where love and nature converge, painting a portrait of timeless passion.
Fall
captured
my blithe heart
Such parting songs
on pretty pathways,
with colors in my eyes
Crisp days of cool circumstance
and fires at flickering evening
Final flowers stain the grass with hues
Filled with goodbye blues, the sun's retreating.
......
The golden sunshine
Adorns the hilltops with such
Royal coronets...
Empress Ladybird lived in Moss Wood, in a huge, hollow of an oak tree;
In domestic comfort, with all her dear children, beyond the entry, leafy.
Empress and her mate had parted, when they'd resolved to move on;
However, she would live to love again, like spring when winter's gone.
Empress was all things that a ruler should be, like Queen Anne's lace-
Always fair and kind to subjects, in the green, forest kingdom of grace.
Fireflies and frogs made up the forest family, and visited at olive even,
......
There's a mango tree
That stands singly
At my village's end,
Here's some stretch
of paddy field,
Probably its friend
Of a sapless day.
I often sit and sigh
To ease my poetic mind;
So plentiful to sit beneath
......
Empress Ladybird lived in Moss Wood, in a huge, hollow of an oak tree;
In domestic comfort, with all her dear children, beyond the entry, leafy.
Empress and her mate had parted, when they'd resolved to move on;
However, she would live to love again, like spring when winter's gone.
Empress was all things that a ruler should be, like Queen Anne's lace-
Always fair and kind to subjects, in the green, forest kingdom of grace.
Fireflies and frogs made up the forest family, and visited at olive even,
......
The golden sunshine
Adorns the hilltops with such
Royal coronets...
In the serene embrace of the cloud-shrouded mountain, amidst the rarest of mountain roses, we find ourselves in a moment of ethereal beauty. The sun, a golden sentinel in the vast heavens, descends to bestow a cosmic kiss upon the azure expanse of the sea, igniting the world in a symphony of colors.
Your smile, a beacon of radiance, sets in motion a spiritual vibration that ripples through the pristine springs of fresh water, carrying with it the elixir of ecstasy and the most sensuous of feelings. It flows as smoothly and sleekly as milk, a sensory delight akin to the gentle crunch of a ripe apple.
And when you speak, it's as if the universe itself has orchestrated a grand piano, each word a melodic note, creating a sonorous harmony that resonates deep within the soul.
You, are a force of nature, a living testament to the exquisite beauty that graces this world. In your presence, the whole world stands still in a romantic reverie, a realm where love and nature converge, painting a portrait of timeless passion.
Fall
captured
my blithe heart
Such parting songs
on pretty pathways,
with colors in my eyes
Crisp days of cool circumstance
and fires at flickering evening
Final flowers stain the grass with hues
Filled with goodbye blues, the sun's retreating.
......
I just look beyond my blurred window.
I look at the winter tree
Blooming with many pinkish flowers,
An emblem of winter love it must be.
Compassion stirs this heart
My room is so warm and fascinating,
She's standing still being a bleary
Like as me drowning in weariness in this misty morning.
......