When a heavy wind blows past,
Fair Heavens darken by chance
Burdened by a thousand worries,
Tears descend ahead of time
When flowers bloom in winter,
And leaves fall on summer,
We wonder, 'what's going on?...'
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Author:
Aradhya (
Offline) - Published: May 21st, 2022 07:51
- Category: Nature
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Comments4
The wonders of nature at times seem almost magical, and I just love the way you've phrased this poem. The lyrical quality is beautiful. An enchanting write dear poet.
thank you so much dear Bella for your kind comment, much appreciated. And yes the nature is a beautiful work of wonders :))
The wonders of nature at times seem almost magical, and I just love the way you've phrased this poem. The lyrical quality is beautiful. An enchanting write dear poet.
A lovely write indeed.
thank you very much for your kind words dear Rozina
Nature is a law unto her good self isn't she ........ a bloomin fine poem that clearly emphasises the point that I make here beneath it ..Neville 🙂
indeed neville! and thank you for your kind words and for the visit here!
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