Roads that wind up incessantly never ceasing to plough through the carpets verdant,
Trees that crawl along the land walking through the grassy terrains and crawl up kissing the azure heaven and the cloudy pendant!
Serene environment bequeaths peace and harmony, joy it does goad,
A saunter through fog, journey through calm on the patch they call Hyderabad Road!
1 comment:
Easwar!!!!!!!! You may saunter thru different paths. but believe me no one can "saunter thru" ur poems. A mental exercise of vocab gymnastics is what you put me thru!!! How u manage to incessantly such turns of phrases amazes me constatnly.
A simple walk with you pushes me to bring out my mental "Nike".
But beyond all the vocab harakiri -You express such wonderful thoughts.
Thank you for sharing your vision.
:)
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