With Monsoon come the strange lilies,
Blossoming in the stream
Giving out such sweet scent,
Reflecting on their leaves
The pale sunlight beam.
Heads turned towards west,
Waiting for sunset
And like stars in the dark,
Everything else they forget.
Gaily floating on the water,
On their stalk dances a prince.
His robes are coloured white,
Fresh, soothing, mellow and bright.
His crown is coloured yellow,
(As the Lilies' beautiful head)
And slowly, gently, wavering slightly
He goes to sleep on the waterbed.
You have poetic talents. Keep it up and continue writing for the welfare of humanity. God will bless you.
A nice poetic imagination, Aarushi. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks
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Gaily floating on the water, On their stalk dances a prince. His robes are coloured white, Fresh, soothing, mellow and bright. what a fine description of the beauty of nature. tony