SIP THIS BEAUTY
The cool breeze that blows
Makes the trees dance,
As the Sheila flirts
With her fiance in romance.
The glittering dew droplets
Hesitant to slip down,
As the lovers in embrace
Cling to fragile petals.
The sprinkling showers scatter
Over the golden fields,
As the Heaven's blessing
Makes the lives pleasant.
The fluttering butterflies
Slide around the flowers,
As the angels dance
With heavenly coloured dress.
The flowers open hearts
To get the kiss of bees,
As the brides in betrothal
Stoop the heads shyly.
Rising sun on east
Makes the horizon frilly,
As an art on canvas
Soothes and eases mind.
Untie all the senses
What a marvelous scenes!
As an eager child,
See the grace and beauty.
How long I may drink
The wine of nature's gift.
As a crazy being
Sip it with my senses.
By
Balan
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