The Owl kids hoot
In merriment high,
As if, they had been
Waiting, for ages, over-
For this moment
Like the skylarks
On the banks of river.
The rising moon
Ascends high-
In the eastern sky
crazy for his love,
the queen
Of the evening,
Lily's love.
His touch of
Deep passion, moonshine
Wets the petals
An invitation, sacred-
Full of thirst for her.
The lily greets
Her lover moon
With her smiling petal lips.
biswaranjan i am very happy to read your poem and i enjoy your poem.thanks for shairing....10++++
what a beautiful poem shairing.i enjoy this poem......10++++
Waiting, for ages, over- For this moment Like the skylarks On the banks of river.thanks for sharing biswa10(++++++++++
A refined poetic imagination, Biswa. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.
Lures the bees, And the butterflies- Native and alien, From different corners Of her world.
I AGREE WITH YOU. I LIKE THIS POEM. I LIKE ALL YOUR POEMS. THANK YOU.
His touch of Deep passion, moonshine Wets the petals An invitation, sacred- Full of thirst for her. thanks biswa create thought your poem10+++++++
The lily greets Her lover moon With her smiling petal lips.lovely poem shaired....10++++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beauty of tenderness is there in Lily's love. Nature is graceful to her. This flower greets lover moon beautifully. The rising moon ascends high and this is reflected in river. Moonshine touches the petals gently. Very nice and brilliant natural imagery is drawn in this interesting poem. Nature's love is originated from God's love. We see Lily's face reflects love for God and petals sing for God adoring beauty of his wonderful creation....10