Neela Nath


Behind This - Poem by Neela Nath

Nature, makes fly,
Little butterfly,
on the flower,
in morning hour.
The tiny bee,
one can see,
always busy,
not she lazy.
The naughty wind,
thus entwined
and pollinate;
writing fate,
of future seed...
Nature indeed,
behind this game,
in her realm.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, October 5, 2012

Poem Edited: Saturday, October 6, 2012


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