Land Of The Scots. Poem by M. Asim Nehal
Land Of The Scots.
Where the broken walls are eager to speak,
And a river carries a story from the mountain's peak.
Where the cattle have green grass as a feast to eat,
And birds have the open sky to fly from west to east.
Where the trees play the flute of your choice,
And nature sings and dances in rejoicing.
Where sunshine and shade play hide and seek,
And the raindrops make a rainbow very sleek.
Where the soul finds solace and peace,
And forget every sorrow and ambiguity.
You sketched the beauty of Scotland perfectly in your poem.
A poem so beautifully tranquil......Thank you Asim ji for this poetic delight.....5 stars
A nature's paradise where the soul finds its solace......
Fantastic Where the trees play the flute of your choice, And nature sings and dances in rejoicing.
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4/30/2024 8:27:57 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Way too far for me to come and enjoy the nature's beauty.