Woke up in the morning
Took a walk on the lawn
Meditated sitting cross legged
Waited for the rise of a new sun
Watched a bunch of buds
Unfurling their tiny petals
Like curls of a beautiful girl
Creepers swing against the walls
Woke up in the morning
To feel the gentle wind
It blew carrying fragrances
Giving peace to heart and mind
Watched the butterflies
Wings drenched in colors
Leaving dusts from their wings
As they take rest on flowers and bowers
A beautiful poem that captures the wonders of morning brought by Mother Nature. Well written with great imagery.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Can the dawning of a new day be so beautiful? This poem assures us about it. Perfect
That is a very sweet and inspiring comment. My regards.