Polly Handique

Polly Handique

The chirping of birds cooed in my ears
As the coy nature looked at the world for years ,
The sound of rains hugged the earth silently
To feel the warmth of love sheerly.

The flowers rose again by the power of sunshine
The fragrance was orchestrated by the sound of windchimes ,
The tiny little souls loiters around the trees
To play with the sounds of flying bees.

The musical nature pleased us with its melancholy voice
The trenchant roads leads us to the land of our choice ,
The seven musical notes touches our hearts gracefully
The nature adorns the world with seven colours elegantly.

Music taught us to see the world in a beautiful way ,
The magical musical nature heals us to harbour the universe in a majestic way.