Glory Of White Poem by Rizwana Sultana

Glory Of White



White, white, I love white,
The soft petals of rose and lilies are white
The snow-clad peaks,
That reach such a height,
And the hovering clouds,
In the sky are white.
The fur of polar bears is white,
Looking so fluffy and bright.

I love to dress in white.
As it is so comfortable and light,
It reveals even the slightest stain,
Even if it is small as a grain.
The color ‘white' stands for peace,
It makes everyone relieved and pleased.
The hares and rabbits with their coats of fur,
Look so pretty, all together.

The white foams of the flowing river,
Which flows continuously and stops never,
Changes the transparency of water to white,
While flowing over stones with all its might.
The feathers of pigeons are white,
Their flying flock provides a lovely sight.
Even marble is so white and white,
Making the object attractive and bright.

Tuesday, January 7, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: color
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