Morning Thoughts Poem by Anil Kumar Panda

Morning Thoughts



I wake up to the sound of birds
Having short skirmishes on the lawn
I watch through the window the
Golden ray rising up in the east at dawn

I watch the white clouds passing
Slowly over the chain of stoic hills
I watch dust rising up the streets as
Carts move to fields with creaking wheels

I close my eyes as a gust of wind
Beats my face and stays in my room
Morning time gives me peace and joy
Fresh scene of a new day dispels the gloom

I watch the flowers open up slowly
For the surly bees to draw the honey
The buds become sweet danseuses
And you can't buy this beauty with money

I wish I could stand for an hour more
To enjoy morning's serene beauty
Alas! This world is full of struggles and
Cares and to survive I have to perform my duty

Thursday, August 1, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: morning
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Me Poet Yeps Poet 01 August 2019

I watch the flowers open up slowly For the surly bees to draw the honey The buds become sweet danseuses And you can't buy this beauty with moneyO VERY GOOD METAPHORICAL POETRY AAP NAY LIKHEEE PAR HUMME PADNA KYUN CHODDEE

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