Early in the morning
Early in the morning
I have a brisk walk
With gusts of wind
Usually I talk.
The cool breeze
Tickles me aroundTender feeling of touch
Love unbound.
The garden air is
Freshness store
I want to drink it
Lots, More.
Having walked when I
Reach home
My Heart becomes
A doting dome.
At School I remember
The morning breeze
The whole day its impact
Does not cease.
With great gusto I
Study and play
Rising early helps me
In this way.
- Om Gomber
This poem refreshes us..i like it..
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ReplyDeleteNicely done!!!
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ReplyDeleteA nice poem depicting that you have developed a great sensitivity towards the play of the Nature. We know that Nature is the reflection of God and therefore on going through your poem I reached to the conclusion thatyou have started working towards the fulfillment of God's will. And therefore I may repeat that you have started giving yourself to Nature's purpose or in more clear terms you have started fulfilling God's Will. Thank you.
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