Pines, Lake and Picnic

Pines, Lake and Picnic

When Spring comes in , brings two heart to blossom

On a tall green pine, there was a couple of singing bird

Chirping tweeting lovely melodies , a healer for my ears

All of there were mild pleasant fragrance of variety of flowers

Enough to make you feel white daisy ,pink tulips and golden daffodils

New tender leaves eagerly waiting to open up

Just like mine young emotions ready to burst

At the side by blue lake surrounded by carpet of emerald grass

And just like that you can sign a picture of whole scenic alps

While you close your eyes, you can hear your song of your heart.

It’s a moment of spring fever

It’s a moment of spring cupid

Even if you try to run from away from the romance

The Romance of nature never let you quit

And chilled breeze fluttering my thin hairs

Smoothly blowing from the snowy peaks

Wind-whipped grooves trees composing acoustic music

White doves and baby goose learning to swim and walk

All to make you feel in love with vibrant flowers , pines and your soul mate

Slowly coming from heart , breathing air of romance , highly intoxicated.

When spring comes in ,pristine pink orchards make you passionate

Dripping from mine head to lips , rain shower pours through coniferous tips

Maybe , there is a call for mine soul to pick my camera

And click the range of beautiful memories way to live forever

And not to forget , to hold your hands of your beloved

With a promise walk hand in hand , even if it’s far from your reach

Let the guitar strings remind his favorite love song tuning in April

To dine together in rejuvenating nature , to cheer with French wine

To make him smile while playing my unplugged violin notes

Oh! When spring comes in , it’s time to lost again in your eyes !

@Priyanka S Raj (MAHI)

@mahipriyankaraj.©CopyRight2019. All Rights are Reserved.

a picnic for my spirit man and I

not to mention the omniscient eye

basking in our combined light

in the benevolent skies

I'm not even thoroughly human

summer warmth cannot contain

this healing soul cotton clothed

a sweet, strong core

that nobody can see

nobody can tamper with me

only my twin flame soulmate

my darling husband

a reflection of yours truly

complete in our rapture

a special date

bread and blanket meant for two

he's the only one

for such a saporous meal

a rarefied feast

"food, wine and thou"

watching the sacred cows

in the valley below

our merged worlds

no longer submerged

(Delight)

A god nearby listening to our guitar,

A loaf of bread with glasses of red wine,

A book written in Latin left from Romans,

A camera to take pictures of our existence,

and me lost in her eyes listening to it—

the wind’s delightful music, doing its bit

@ Martinforoz- April 6, 2019

Such a beautiful spring day,

My violin I shall play

Enticing you to stay

Together we shall dine

Fresh bread and French wine

As our bodies intertwine