Rising from the Ground
A bud sprouting its way up,A tiny peak from the ground,
The field seems vast and mysterious,
But the view profound.
Angelic posies glistening in the sun,
The wind making them sway,
The bud pushes a little higher,
To see the light of the day.
Mellow beams of the flowers,
Dulcet rustles of the leaves,
Make the bud professedly stronger,
To thrive more by all means.
Similar fragrance of the blossoms,
The stabile, harmonious drift,
Under the majestic sky blue,
It all is a gift.
Poetry by Saniya Fayaz
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Written on 2014-02-27 at 18:07
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