On an evening spring,
euphony from a guitar string,
maple leaves shed from trees.
yellow ground and a gracious breeze.
People view scenes that trends,
joyous with family and frenz.
Birds chirp the melodious notes,
sitting over lamplight posts.
Shining sun concealed behind hills.
dark clouds pour down glassy drizzles.
Little flowers blossom on the riverside,
water moves gracefully beside.
Bluish sky turns red-orange colour,
incomes a candy odour.
moon from farside says a hi.
welcoming the stary night.
hey hi shyam...thank u so much fr ur comments...well ur hav gr8 writing skills too...a very well written poem....
Ah, how lovely. You seem to really love life. THat's what it takes to be a great poet.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
hey! thats a really beautiful poem. very descriptive! i can actually visualize these scenes! !