Poetry

Childhood

From the sandy soil of the village,The fresh fragrance of full grown crops,Greenery all around in the fields,Reminding me of oblivious memoriesThe noise of humming, chirping on the flowers,An enchanting Music to my ears. Working hard, covered in soilAdorning oneself in beautiful makeupPlanting in the fields with songs,With blowing air, far somewhere,The temple bells are… Continue reading Childhood