The Hills Are Alive! Poem by Yasmin Khan
The Hills Are Alive!
Swooping on gradients and hairpin bends
When the sun sinks and softly descends
At a mellow pace in Heaven's wide arch
A thousand pines in the clouds' arms
Swing and sway in welcome mists,
On glorious crests bend and twist.
Winds sing sweetly, airs are benign
And the city looks dreamy and shines
Like a starry plane far beneath me
As I look down the scary lee.
Soaring upwards in the mellow blush of day
A spot sparkles in the foggy dark and stays
Glowing on the lush peaks illumining grays.
Savory aromas float on the evening breeze
With melodies sweet they soothe and appease.
Beaming smiles, tinkling laughs trail
And ring in the quiet of peaks and vales,
Soft gales come forth to kiss the flowers
And gently tease the loose tresses,
Cheery cherubs romp and play,
Fairies in bunches and clothes very gay.
Down in the valley a hutch stands,
Figures move like ghosts on dreary lands
A faint light in the gloom of night
Bewilders the mind, a haunting sight.
But the life high above swings and thrives,
The hills are alive! The hills are alive!
Wonderful poem with beautiful imagery. When we are able to submerge ourselves in the beauty of nature, hills and vales all become alive.
A beautiful poem and a well deserved selection for poem of the day. Congratulations and thanks for sharing such a lovely poem.
When I traverse poetry verse across the universe I come across rarely but poetry like this verse it's needless to say as lovely as mom and mom earth Lady poet teacher teach me judge some of mine if you could TIME is a premium we ll know but a blessing coming from you will glow as your poetry like the Niagara does flow now we all know lovely natuaral poet are thee like me hopefully But i compose only FREESTYLE as to delve in other themes i shy and after reading me many have changed their stance moderna poems now they post in advance reading me perhaps by chance Life is one long romance like a river we flow ere off we go! Some day one day if not today another day they say unknown still remain n we may
Hi Yasmeen, Right from childhood, I used to wonder, why earth is not a single expanse of plain land-with all the greenery -trees shrubs and all. But, my mother had explained, it is like our life: this moment you are happy, next, you may not. So there are hills, valleys, troughs and big deep oceans and very high mountains on earth. I could not understand the meaning of what she said then; nor do I claim to know now. But your poem explains it.. Great work. Lovely poem. Congrats.
a beautiful poem dear poetess. you have mastered English. the words and expressions u use are beyond comparison. they are very very poetical....... please write more simply for the sake of your lovely ideas and the language........ i really enjoyed reading you. tony
But the life high above swings and thrives, The hills are alive! The hills are alive! A very beautiful poem describing the importance of trees as base of life.Wonderful I enjoyed it alot Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Congratulations for poem of the day. A sweet fragrance realises the existence.10/10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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10/8/2024 4:51:00 PM # 1.0.0
............beautifully written......yes even the earth is alive....and congratulations on member poem of the day....this write is well deserving.....truly enjoyed...