She walks alone
With jingles on
So light footed
She Does not
Stall
Carpet of grass
Under her feet
Does not crush
As she skips
With her beat
Butterflies flock
As she twirls
Her rainbow
Frock
In unison
They dance
Wings and arms
Fluid forms afloat
As She spreads
Around
Her fragrance
Profound
Redundant
With sweetness
Magic unbound
She is
Just a
solitary Dame
A simple
wild flower
That's Never
Been tamed
With twinkle
In dark eyes
Challenging
Stars fame
Lover of moon
And Suns
Warm days
She Prances around
Singing her songs
Winds carry her notes
Every corner resounds
No one knows
Where she
Is from
Her self
Never shows
Obfuscated
From crowds
Nalini
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Carpet grass under the tree. Very nice and wonderful poem on happiness shared on. Nicely penned.