Mother Earth - Sringara Or Beauty Poem by Geeta Radhakrishna Menon
Mother Earth - Sringara Or Beauty
Mother Earth holds the young saplings
With utmost care and diligence,
She opens her arms to embrace the flowers,
To gently caress the little blue bells,
Touch-me-nots, Poppies and Morning glories,
The lavender bract of a Bougainvillea,
The elegant white petals of Chrysanthemums,
The lilting lilac, Orchids and Carnations,
The thorny stem of a pretty red Rose,
The wiry creeper of a fragrant Jasmine,
The tender climbers, creepers and twines,
Spiraling their way up a sturdy tree,
Cuddling and clinging on to its expansive bark.
The Mother Earth
Is proud of her pretty and colourful blooms!
She adores these beautiful flowers,
For she is ‘Sringara Bhoomi' -
The Mother of beautiful creations!
Earth is beautiful, specially in the springs when flowers bloom. A beautiful poem.
A beautiful poem dear madam. Readers must put spotlight on your opening two lines. Top score and to my favourite!
Mother earth filled with such beauty and love! .. Beautifully painted and described! .. Such a precious poem! .. A poem to treasure of Gods true treasures! .. Simply breathtaking! .. Definite 5 Stars! ...+++++
Those Beautiful Flowers! ! 🌷🌹⚘ Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
The season is changing and once again the fascinating scene has come alive. Mother Earth is in a celebratory mode. Graphic details of the floral expanse is spell-binding. No words can fully describe the elegance of the 'Mother Earth - Sringara Or Beauty. Thanks, Geeta ji.
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The Shringara of Mother Earth is on full display in this exquisitely carved poem. The infinite variety of beautiful flowers is the real beauty which adorns the face of Mother Earth. Great work, Geeta ji. She opens her arms to embrace the flowers, Is proud of her pretty and colourful blooms!