Saturday, May 7, 2011

The Green Beauty

Posted By: Nivedhitha - 11:46 PM

The rivers that rambled
as my Soul Sauntered...
the Bees that sang
the dusty sand..
wavering their hands.....
the sub-urban clan..
the built temples half
with the ever grazing calf..
the greeny grasses
the stammering bullock carts

The cul de sac that reconciled back to me
The Fresh mountains
-the repository of those on onomatopoeic sounds
The eagles in rounds
The freezy breeze in the chill mileu
and the big big rocks children climb,,,

The uncleaned cob webs & the Gummy Cobs
Binding one another..
like the virtual love that ties r hearts . . .
The early sun that....
burns & Turns RED
Waking red Cocks
and barking street dogs...
those brittle ,fragile buildings

Are not things one can easily
See in Cities Encompassing
Burgers,Pizzas,&Stuffs. . .

Village -the best place to
Rollick &
Relish :-) :-)
Save their beauty &
Reach the Ecstasy !!

About Nivedhitha

Nivedhitha is an avid blogger , writer and poet who has published lots of articles in various online magazines and sites. She is soft engineer by profession and believes writing is a way to unleash one's creativity


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