Honey

Sunday, 31 August 2014

Poem:Scent

O people!
going to walk  of freedom
tortured by word of  reason
but spiritually exalted
I know you are exhausted
with dehydration
and polarization
due to hunger
rain and thunder
but listen
just feel the breeze
sobbing in the plants and trees
in it is mingled
scent of success
any one of us can guess
in earth is so much moisture
the air is tender
monsters are ready to surrender
valley of freedom is near and splendor!!!