Posted by: Naren on: January 19, 2009
I look out the window,
the rain, sweet, patters,
as I sit to think how
your tender smile to me, matters.
The scent of the Earth, heady,
the croak of the frog, steady,
the whistle of the leaves, music,
the rustle of the folds, magic.
The green of the leaves, pristine,
the smile of the forest, unseen,
the song of the bird, melody,
life without you, a parody.
The cool gust of wind,
Oh! I wish it were you,
as the thoughts I have penned
warmeth my heart, anew.
Simple and for starters, I must say, Very cute.
awwww.. delicately sweet!
this poem brings back fresh memories of Robert Frost poem which were taught durring schooldays…i hold your poem too with the same awe..its lovely
Just passing by.Btw, your website have great content!
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January 19, 2009 at 23:42:24
nice!
looks like it came straight from your heart..