Poetry

She was running in haste
Like a child so fast
Foam like her sorrow
Disappeared in her playful move
She was calling me cheerfully
To hug her and bathe in her
To dip me in her nature
Suggesting me to forget everything
Except for flowing in child like cheers
Ah! How loving was her call
Her screams had turned me a child
I too yelled out expressing my glee
On meeting her flawless flow…..
For a second I was tempted to jump into her
To taste her nature! To merge in her flow
What if I had flowed with her, holding her beauty
Insane my impulse was stopped by my sanity
She is still ringing in my ears! Flowing in my eyes!
She was busy to drench many with her beauty
None could stop her gush! None could sway eyes from her flow!
Enchanting was the sight
Enriched my eyes with this beauty
Are proud of being a mirroring beauty
Cheeks could no longer hold the sweet pain
Smiles illuminated my face gloriously!!
This is the real make up, a costly make up
Nature is a great beautician too
She has beautified my dull tired face
Love you dear nature, love you for giving me an opportunity of immersing in your beauty
Wish it be my duty! Duty of watching nature!!
Duty of adoring and appreciating !!
Haha😁😁❤💛💚loved the lovely evening!!

Raji❤💛💚

Pc: Sriram sagar project, Pochampad, Nizamabad……