As I Wander To Seek Beauty

Now, the fountains are dry
The hills claim upon Summer
- Lest, all daffodils cry
For a draught, to be fancy dreamer.

Amid them casually I wander
- To seek their beauty.
It seems, none but a plunderer
Wanted them lie, pity.

Neither they awake nor sleepy
My hands try them to touch
- Oh! all daffodils are floppy;
And realize, it was too much.

So I make a unique plan
To see upright their bowing head
- So I do sprinkle water main
And tread them with light tread.

Hence, I pray to Heaven for rain
To give forth life to their lives
Or, impulse the bees to obtain
Honey, for their hives.

Even, the Heaven is proud of it!
Even so responsible alike-
Continuous rain, at least
Make the weakening day meek.

So hills, fountains, daffodils, bees
All, that night, come in my dream
To say-'O dear, let us never miss
To be in your magical whim.'

by Pijush Biswas

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Comments (10)

Lovely poem showcasing both the charming and the parched faces of nature all around. Let's hope that the poet's prayer to the heaven brings much needed relief. Thanks.
Daffodils cry for water. The drought makes all suffer. A beautiful poem enjoyed.
The poem reminiscence of Daffodils and a latent prayer for rains......good.
Thanks to everybody, , , It is a great honour to me given by PoemHunter Team, often thinking whether I am exactly deserving or not.One thing I want to make know all my colleague poets: we should write always with our heart, it may be reality or imaginations yet it must bound to give us exact place or goal nearer future.I am enjoying a nice day offered by PoemHunter, totally by home-making today and some plans on tomorrow's journey to our home on summer vacation.Enjoy the day!
Heartiest Congratulations on the Poem of the Day as also for composing such a meaningful poem with rhyme and rhythm, saluting the wonderful phenomenon in nature with which the poet came across while wandering through hills and revisited in a dream.
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