I saw a smiling sunflower
swaying in pink air
I smiled back at the happy face
will she reciprocate the stare?
My mirror-calm lake of the morning
learned to dance later on,
who made the ripples and big waves?
South wind silently glided thereon!
On the canvas of a serene nature
she puts brush stroke of pink colour.
I'm charmed by the smell of rose
and dazzled by the mood of flower.
South wind is a seasonal fairy,
flowers and essence are volatile
youth and sweet hearts follow them,
first love- glass vase, beautiful, fragile.
O my life, store moving scenes,
keep them safe in a vault
when yellow autumn reigns in full
taste all with sugar or salt.
Sumit, I think this is one of your best poems to date. Quite magical to both ear and eye. Well done. Tom Billsborough
A lovely poem.. lovely expression.. I loved this amazing piece..10
You work magic when creating a collage of different shades of nature. Thanks, Sumit. I quote: On the canvas of a serene nature / she puts brush stroke of pink colour. South wind is a seasonal fairy O my life, store moving scenes / keep them safe in a vault
Nice poem with an eye-catching beginning and end; middle part needs some more chiselling; congrats on being poet of the day!
Charming, delightful poem, wonderful images that lift the spirit. Thank you Sumit
A smiling sunflower and an yellow autumn both imply the richness and beauty of nature. Attuning with nature is the emotion of love. A very sweet poem! Congratulations!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
O my life, store moving scenes, keep them safe in a vault when yellow autumn reigns in full taste all with sugar or salt. well written sumit. big 10 for you. Thanks.
Thank you friend.