Oh, how I adore the mango's song, A symphony of sweetness all day long. Its scent wafts through the air so fair, A treasure found beyond compare.
By Munthas A3 years ago in Poets
When raindrops dance upon the ground, And winds howl with an eerie sound, The umbrella rises to the call, A promise to protect us all.
The train chugs along the tracks, A rhythmic beat that never slackens, It carries dreams and hopes, As it races towards its destination.
As the sun begins to sink, And the day starts to wane, The sky turns into a canvas, Painted with colors of gold and flame.
In the quiet of the morning, Before the world awakes, The sky begins to brighten, As the day begins to break. A promise of new beginnings,
When the night awakens, And the world falls asleep, The stars come out to play, And the moon begins to peep. The darkness hides secrets,
The journey ahead is long and unknown, A winding road that we all must roam. With every step we take, a new horizon, A chance to learn and keep on risin'.
In the depths of slumber's hold, We enter realms unknown, untold. Where the mind paints pictures bold, And the soul, with wonder, does unfold.
In the vast savannah, where the sun beats down, A hunter roams, the fastest on the ground. With slender frame and spots so fair,
Twinkling stars up high, Dancing in the sky so nigh, A symphony of light, In the darkness of the night. Oh, how they shimmer and shine,
Amidst the blue sky and the clouds so white, A graceful dove takes its flight. With wings spread wide, it soars up high,
Oh, car of steel and chrome, You take us to places unknown. From city streets to country lanes, We journey on with you, unrestrained.
