gently the breeze
kisses the flowers dangling
from the tender branch…
they shy and curl
their petals
blushing in crimson scarlet hue…
like an old melody
playing on a piano
the breeze sings the tune
the song of love.
gently the breeze
kisses the flowers dangling
from the tender branch…
they shy and curl
their petals
blushing in crimson scarlet hue…
like an old melody
playing on a piano
the breeze sings the tune
the song of love.
[ Smiles ] Nice poem.
I always viewed you as a gifted poet!
Thanks Renard ! Glad to have your wonderful compliment!
[ Smiles ] You are welcome, my friend.
I often observe the flowers at night and you’ve given shape to the emotions expressed. Beautiful:)
thank you Vishal
A perfect flow of beautiful words. Soothing.
Cheers 🙂
Thank you so much Sir..So happy you liked it
Takes my breath away Soumyav, your poem sings delightfully its lovesong sharing to all its vibrant energies! It is a sweet gift to embrace this morning my beloved sister…for it leaves a lasting smile to color the day. God bless you and your family!
Thanks Wendell. I think Nature always brings a smile and happiness .. And lines for it and on it are always special and touching
Aah… Your words give me a tranquil and soothing feeling. They have an eerie way of calming the soul.
Thanks Allwin. Seems you finally took out time to read almost all the new posts! :-).Hope you are doing fine
He He… 🙂 Yes I did. I am such a lazy bone. And you, the opposite. I always have to catch up with your posts.
I love this, Soumyav. I am reminded of nights when I wake to the sound of chimes outside my window……….. The breeze whispers, and I smiling wish him come in. What a beautiful piece…….. I agree with everyone else here. Your talent has grown to a new level……….of serenity and brilliance. Truly. ~ Love, Bobbie
I am delighted Bobbie that you liked the poem and could feel the breeze and its beautiful song . Iam honoured that you feel my level has grown to the level of serenity .