Heavenly Bliss
The moonlit night
Bathes the earth with light
The twinkling stars
Sprinkle heavenly flowers.
The still, silvery water
Of the silent mere
With a garden of flowers
And myrtle bowers.
The breeze whistles,
The firefly glitters
Enticing the youth,
To revel in Nature’s Truth.
Aimless, theme-less whisper,
Engrossed in youth’s rapture,
With insatiable hug and kiss
O! O!! O!!! The Heavenly bliss!
Copyright © Dr.Hemant Vinze | Year Posted 2005
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