The golden rays of the
afternoon sun
falls through
the sun dappled trees
The dragonflies glide
soaking up the sunlight
their transparent wings
coloured golden
enjoying their
tiny moment of happiness...
The air heavy
with the fragrance
of jasmine flowers;
drowsy with the
buzzing of the bees.
The earth still, somnolent
under the afternoon sun...
And even in the stillness
there is life.
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Author:
Jay (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Here in Kerala, it's the Malayalam month of "Chingam" now, officially spring. Our festival Onam is celebrated during this month. The Earth has a freshly washed look after the monsoon rains and is beautiful with lots of blooming flowers, butterflies, bees and dragonflies. The sunlight at this time is golden and pure with an ethereal light, that, I just had to write this poem . I can see the dragonflies gliding in the sunlight outside, their transparent wings shining.
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Comments1
Lovely picture you paint here in both your poem and your author's comment.
Here in U.K. Septenber feels colder than is normal so it was warming to read your words this morning.
Thank you dear Dusk. Happy to read your lovely words 😍
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