Saturday, November 19, 2005

Mountaineer's Paradise

by -> jAh 092105

Once you told me about a place
A place where I can call paradise
Where green grasses grow full
With flowers blooming beautifully

Wind blowing like ocean breeze
Touching your skin so soft as cotton
With butterflies flying everywhere
In different hues and colors

Daffodils are dancing gracefully
While the wind blows calmly
And the bees buzzing with pride
Adding beauty and delight

This is the place you told me
Where I wish both of us could be
One with nature's grace and beauty
Where you and me as happy as can be

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

nicely done, though i'm a bit skeptical on the title, but i guess that's how poetry works. nonetheless, excellent.

Anonymous said...

good it got changed

mungkey said...

char lang jam... char lang gyud. chuvaness...