In the summer of sunlit green
The brown woods, drenched with light.
Afar, little bugs hovers upon youthful grace
And those innocent eyes shines with mischief.
As the playful legs traverse, far to the shining green,
The juvenile trees baths in profuse delight.
As the wind makes his way, far afield
Serenity twirls, making the spry leaves descent.
Long gloom knocks the doorstep
Withering ages welcomes the yellow heaven
Upon lie all the spirits, once fresh.
The Garden of Emerald, so named, feast our eyes on bliss.
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A Crisp Through Words
PoetryAre you a poetry addict? If yes, dive into this book, where you can swim into different sublime poems. The book includes numerous poetries, each of different flavour. The main theme which the book beholds is nature. Catch hold your favourite poem...
