The vast stretch of land
Laying ahead draped in snow
And high mountain at its end
Arched like a sturdy bow
The whispering of a rill
Slithering around the leafy tope
Dancing and stopping to breath
Swirling as a foamy loop
The cotton clouds over
The cliffs brightened with ray
Of an immature sun ready to
Shine all through the day
The winged birds with
Incessant chatter stopping by
Upon bed of sands where cold
Dewdrops are going to die
The earth is getting ready
Wearing a dress fresh and green
To welcome a new day with
Grace and beauty of a queen
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sweet and lovely lyrical poem creating a charming landscape which captures the nuances of a winter day in a valley surrounded by snow capped mountains. Thanks, Anil ji. It goes into MyPoemList.
Thanks for giving your time Sir. My heartfelt gratitude. Regards.