Shhhhh.....hold on, look
True blue moon up there in the sky
Playing with twinkling stars silently,
Gorgeous green leaves and flowers
Together dancing in the cool breeze,
Little birds returning to their nest with
Tiny colorful feathers, dipped in the rain bow,
All enjoying life.. in their own way and world.
My heart melts, ink flows here
Uninterruptedly...poems after poems
I feel lighter and lighter...
Flying up in the sky, among the clouds
To reach moon, stars.....and beyond all.
Sky is the limit? May be for others but
Never for dreams and poets.
Just beautiful! Loved it. Words really flow from your pen. Thank you for sharing. Reading your poem I thought nature and poetry is there to connect us all. Of course through internet.
sky is the limit, I am the sky, see. I like it. Please read my new poems and say something.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Poets lose themselves in a self created paradise! Sensitive to every beautiful sight and sound, their creative imagination soars to unimaginable heights and they delight at the birth of each poem... Lovely write!