Acrostic
Poetry
A Fairy Song Over hill, over dale, Thorough bush, thorough brier, Over park, over pale, Thorough flood, thorough fire! I do wander everywhere, Swifter than the moon's sphere; And I serve the Fairy Queen, To dew her orbs upon the green; The cowslips tall her pensioners be; In their gold coats spots you see; Those be rubies, fairy favours; In those freckles live their savours; I must go seek some dewdrops here, And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.
By Favour Nyimbili10 months ago in Poets
A poem on a word from your native language, the one that becomes a door to a forgotten home, a childhood smell, a buried grief or a lost revolution
Beckoning my existence Uss rab par vishwas rakh, har manzil me tera saathi ho vo khuda, Kyuki Jado usdi meher hove toh tenu vo bhi miljaye jo tera nahi ho sakda!
By Hridya Sharma10 months ago in Poets





