The Blossoms Poem by Adokshaja Madhav
The Blossoms
Rain washes their colour
Yet not their charm.
Age fades their fragrance
Yet not their elegance.
Time consumes their shine
Yet not their smile.
The creation of the Mighty
Is seen in their beauty.
Provokes the beholder into poetry
Making the experience last for eternity.
Rain washes their colour Yet not their charm. Age fades their fragrance Yet not their elegance. Time consumes their shine Yet not their smile. The creation of the Mighty Is seen in their beauty. Provokes the beholder into poetry Making the experience last for eternity. I 'D LIKE TO REPEAT UR FULL POETRY IS LOVELY NOW READ MOMS SMILES PLEASE
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5/2/2024 2:46:38 AM # 1.0.0.1119
charm, elegance, smile, The creation of the Mighty Is seen in their beauty. beautiful dear poetess. After perceiving the beauty and charm you lift your poem up to the God Almighty. lovely. a meditation of nature lifts us up to the heavens. tony