Walking along
Dusty village road
Soaked in the charm
Of the rustic scene.
Came across a bush
Studded with white roses
Seemed nature has placed
A fragrant bouquet for me.
Gorgeous like pearls
Fragrant like dream
They looked like cherubs
Resting on the branches.
I stopped and watched
Though my fingers yearned
My heart forbade
I walked by without plucking one.
wild wind blows free
13 years ago
4 comments:
Good attitude here! A nice one, as always!
OH my Goddess... how beautiful this is... I feel the aroma and the whiteness...
GREAT!
thanks ajey. you are a wonderful friend. :)
dear d,
thanks a lot. power cut and internet problem has messed up my reading programs awfully.. its been ages since i last visited your blog. will do it asap.
with warmest wishes
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