Stopped By A Lake On A Summer Noon Poem by Archita Kumar

Stopped By A Lake On A Summer Noon

Rating: 4.8


Slowly the winds blows
The heat punches the air;
The lifeless trees
Standing bowed down;
Hoping for the rain to come,

A fellow traveler in his car
Travelling to far lands,
Stops by;
A glowing white skinned with golden brown hair,
Comes out of his comforts (car) :

He stands behind the trees
The half asleep doves sits on the branches of trees;
The hilarious plays of the squirrels,
Invites his attentions;
The left duff lings and the Ramon breads,

Are being eaten by the black ravens
Can I have some duff lings mommy? ? ?
I can still feel the taste of duff lings in my buds; (taste buds)
The sun turns up his head,
The reddish fumes of sunlight spreads across the skies;

The milky white sky can be seen
The doves and the ravens flies beneath the sky,
But times flies as flies,
I have miles left to go;
He sighed a relief,
A black air covers;
The significance of his leave

Sunday, May 12, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: nature walks
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Prabir Gayen 12 May 2019

He stands behind the trees The half asleep doves sits on the branches of trees; The hilarious plays of the squirrels, Invites his attentions; The left duff lings and the Ramon breads, ...............

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Archita Kumar 17 May 2019

Thank you for your support 😀

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Edward Kofi Louis 12 May 2019

He stands behind the trees! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Archita Kumar 17 May 2019

Thank you for your support 😀

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Sally Plumb Plumb 28 November 2019

Very descriptive right. Good luck.

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Bharati Nayak 25 May 2019

Slowly the winds blows The heat punches the air; The lifeless trees Standing bowed down; Hoping for the rain to come, - - - - -Such a beautiful composition Archita Kumar.Your poem takes us along the nature walk.

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Jagdish Singh Ramána 14 May 2019

very beautiful poem! a wonderful imagey! a true and fine topic: nature walks with the poetess as well as readers. i enjoyed reading it.

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Archita Kumar 17 May 2019

Thank you for your support 😀

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Dr Antony Theodore 14 May 2019

The milky white sky can be seen The doves and the ravens flies beneath the sky, But times flies as flies, I have miles left to go; He sighed a relief, Reminiscent of Robrt Frost's poem. very fine dear poetess. nature beautifully described and your philosophy at the end. thnku. tony

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Me Poet Yeps Poet 12 May 2019

very enjoyable reading. Well done keep more flowing in

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