Early morning came,
With dark brown clouds,
With a singing dawn,
With the dancing winds,
The veiled sun,
Hidden somewhere,
But his smile,
Was so pleasant,
Awoke the souls,
From very deep,
The dreaming sleep,
The sick flower,
With a mild shower,
Was turned in flames,
The amazing flames,
Very cold outside,
Very hot inside,
All her senses,
Were active now,
Sensed her colors,
Felt her fragrance,
Heard the music,
Tasted rain drops,
Twisted her petals,
Now shocking pink,
Withstood the rains,
Now heavy and violent,
She was not afraid,
Of frightening thunders,
And flash of lightening,
Nature has blown,
A new soul in her,
She smiled like a bud.
Her beauty and grace,
Her challenging face,
Constrained the nature,
For a friendly surrender!
But the nature smiled,
And said to her,
My dear rose bud,
A starry night,
With the shining moon light,
Humid and hot,
Sweating and tiring,
But romantic as well,
Provocations from my side,
Is ahead of you,
I would love to see,
How you sustain,
The youth of new soul,
I shall eagerly watch,
If your petals remain,
Fresh and pink,
Happily I shall go,
If I surrender once again!
Love always wins,
And nature proudly said,
They are my slaves,
They shall remain my slaves.
A Wonderful poem with beautiful lines...... Love always wins, And nature proudly said, They are my slaves, They shall remain my slaves. Very true said, love always wins...Loved reading each lines..
A vivid portrayal of the beauty of nature. Compelling imagery. A great poem brilliantly crafted.10
The description of early dawn in the first half of the poem is just wonderful! Enjoyed!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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Love always wins, And nature proudly said, They are my slaves, They shall remain my slaves. ............... Beautiful sir