Heaven of Childhood
Heaven of Childhood
I was seven when
I chanced to glance my heaven,
a peaceful haven.
Small town Deoghar
in India, sate Bihar,
short stay however.
Amazing errand.
I discovered my dreamland,
solitary strand.
Restless flowing brook.
On stream pebbles and stones shook,
cheerful to look.
Somewhere wide or thin
or deep or shallow, yet clean.
Nature was pristine.
Surrounded by hill,
forest to arouse my thrill,
Great Nature to feel.
Sank in fine flora,
whelmed in nice wild aroma,
prim panorama.
Collected descent
smooth shiny stones transparent
gems-like apparent.
When seven by age
first closeness with foliage,
river, mountain range.
My zealous venture
to blend myself in Nature.
Peerless picture.
11/06/16
Series of Rhyming Haiku with mono rhyming stanzas
Copyright © Anisha Dutta | Year Posted 2016
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