A Walk

Poem By Ila Sumam

Sun's chrome rays
Wash my morning face
Parting it's ways
Through tamarind lace

Dancing mist sliver
Like spider web river
On the grass's quiver
And still I don't shiver!

The shy sky - fawn
With butter white crown
An artist up at dawn
Painting on her, on....

Foliage under my feet
Does a brief tete'-a-tete'
With my heals that speak
Of love to the earth beneath

A bright pigeon pair
Whispers wind on my hair
As if there's no time to spare
They Quickly declare

Ah! What a beauty life is!

Comments about A Walk

A refined poetic imagination, Ila. You may like to read my poem, Love And Lust. Thank you.
Dancing mist sliver Like spider web river On the grass's quiver And still I don't shiver! Can any one paint a cool misty morning with greater beauty? Just lovely, Illa! For this wonderful write, I give you a 10


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