The Heaven Poem by Ami Joshi

The Heaven



My willow,
My green willow,
With his leaves,
Covered my shell,
My shell with his memories...

Like a mountain carved,
Carved with the nature's breeze...

It's white and shimmering quilt painted,
Painted with the silver lining,
Silver lining with his amber clouds...

My willow,
My angel,
Flourished his symphony,
His symphony with his wooden canoe...

Wooden Canoe,
Sang together with violin,
Violin singing,
Singing songs of their love,
Their love in the heaven...

The Heaven
@ Ami J

The Heaven
Friday, May 12, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
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