I was roaming
By the riverside
In the beautiful season,
Gentle breeze was blowing
With great rhythm,
It whispered to me
The sweetest song
Of the wonderful season,
I sincerely fell in love
With the glorious time,
Slowly I began to swing
Towards the loveliest sphere
With utmost joy and pleasure.
the riverside roaming is naturally beautiful environment; nice to read
Nature does take us by surprise, and take us in by its sheer beauty. Good poem. Top score
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Time. It is the stream eternal. Good piece