Intelligent brain
Determined to gain
Ever ready
Never untidy
Caring Manners
Eenergitic in adverse
Valentine’s poem of mine ,
Always dedicated to define ,
Love as the most delicate emotion
Enclosed in heart and devotion ;
Never stops and scares ,
Trust is what it cares ,
Inevitable is its existence ,
Not made for omittance.
Eternity of a true love
‘S blessed to float above ,
Promised not to die ,
Often tested in bad tide ,
Encouraged to grow more ,
Marriage is a surfboard not the shore
Squirrel, shy by nature,
Quickness in its gesture,
Undulating with speed,
Influenced by greed,
Raking to make nest,
Rushing for maple harvest,
Eating acorn and nuts dispersed,
Long furry tail remains curled.
Ardent passion of going high,
Desire to touch the illusion of sky,
Tempted to earn fame and name ,
Restless effort to reach the aim,
All led to a point of commitment
To earn wealth to uttermost extent,
Where, each success enhances thirst.
Thirst of advancement is the worst ,
When one forgets to celebrate success,
Out of fear to miss the next chances,
Ignoring surroundings and overtaking all ,
Though, he achieves his goal after all,
He is in discontentment and melancholy,
Despite his dreams fulfilled , he is wealthy.
He finds himself in a darkness of agitation,
The rivalry of growth and competition.
Within the roar of glory of success,
Receiving compliments and praises,
His peace-less surroundings remind,
His true happiness is left behind.
Rhythm created on water tends to kill
Images of trees and sky reflected in lake
Still water but, not any more still
At least not dry or frozen and opaque
Creating a wonderful picnic spot
Inviting place for geese to immigrate
Time to make trips and enjoy a lot
Deer will stay out long to graze For next few months of spring and summer
Artists will come with canvas and brushes
Boating or may be fishing can occur
Trees will wear colourful dresses.
Sky will finally get rid of grey cover
The vision can roam clearly and further
Fog will entirely vanish from atmosphere
Season to enjoy the beautiful youth of nature
Vibrant colours of spring will be hidden
They will not be so in summer and fall
Leaves will turn first green then golden
And will not be in winter at all.
