And Flowers Recited His Poems Poem by M. Asim Nehal

That sure must be your book of poems. We hear the hum whole day long. What a beautiful poem. Just like the birds, the sun and the flowers.10++++ for lifting our spirits with your thoughts.

Brilliantly written. Also tell us whose poems? 10

Very well thought poem... As the day progressed and the sun starts ascending The flowers recited his poems one by one until the dusk.

If poetry can recite themselves as dreams and paint, i m sure this piece is wonderful one. Love how calm the narrative is, using power of nature you use their name and behavior to live green in your work. Wonderful!

Wind passing rustling leaves Sound of flute here and there, Flying birds chirping and whistling Linnets of green grass playing with dewdrops Sunflowers lift their golden blossoms to the sky A beetle runs on the purple flower Caterpillar eats arum lilies And, little Butterfly

Now we are reciting them as well.

Now when I see a butterfly fluttering around the flowers I get a feel that instead of collecting the nectar or in return it is reciting poems what a magic you created to imagine in such a way.

Flowers of love with, The romance of nature! ! ! Musing along with the beauty of life. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

Fantastic poem.. Flowers began to blossom and swing with the breeze As the day progressed and the sun starts ascending The flowers recited his poems one by one until the dusk

beautiful imaginative poem; everything of this earth as usual; time comes and goes; night and day come and go; every single member of this flora and fauna is busy on own way; but sometimes some human minds are total unstable; never can feel satisfaction or stability in this as usual / natural beautiful earth.........