I am beautiful forest flower
Came up of own by rainy shower
Unnoticed and unheard in this lovely land
Unaware of magic touch and its beautiful end
'No one to look at and no one to speak'
Life is spent with sun's light at peak
It infuses strength in day and fades at night
I felt it alone that 'life is absolutely right'
Something unusual has happened
All of sudden life is changed
One magic stare has unseated me completely
'Love is divine gift' has come to be known lately
Oh no, remind me not about that beautiful smile
I had not dreamed about it as new style
I have yet to learn its impact and borne
I think the days of complete freedom have gone
Why sudden change has taken place in peaceful existence?
Why nothing is in control when he makes his presence?
I have no answer to spell about lovely appearance
But I feel many changes that have taken place at once
I feel nothing good when look around
Eyes search for him to be found
I hear chirping of birds and smile in flowers
What a magic influence to feel in his power?
I used to look up whenever had a chance
It was not a planned drove to be seen at once
The first eye ball contact changed it all
My virginity got breached when heard his call
The foot steps are heard from distance
The heart skips a beat in his presence
I swear about all this for no reason
But yes I like him very much as kind person
Nature has its own push and pull
The seasons are all destined to be beautiful
We, the human beings, are supposed to be wonderful
Let the romantic mood appear but got to be careful
Eden King Lovely! about an hour ago via mobile · Like
nature has its own push and pull- such a beautiful poem! i loved to read it.
tribhawan Kaul Very nicely written. Enjoyed 9 hours ago · Like
Jen Walls Lovely and caring beyond words! Wonderful to feel the deeper love within heart and soul! Beautiful, Hasmukh 3 hours ago · Like
James F. Cunningham Beautiful thoughts and wording makes this a great poem to sit back and enjoy. You have great talent Sir! 3 hours ago · Like
Heather Burns beautiful writing 2 hours ago · Like
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I stare at your lips as they move to form the words you speak... Persian Khushi I am beautiful forest flower Came up of own by rainy shower Unnoticed and unheard in this lovely land Unaware of magic touch and its beautiful end