My heart desires Open green fields Flowers swaying gaily Butterflies fluttering joyously Gentle blowing wind A brook gurgling Hammock rocking between trees Me with a book swinging Birds and insects chirping Nary a care troubling My heart desires idyll My heart desires heaven 🤩 Buddy Mantra Challenge #BMPastoralpoem 🎀 Write a Pastoral poem. A pastoral poem explores the fantasy of withdrawing from modern life t

🤩 Buddy Mantra Challenge #BMPastoralpoem 🎀 Write a Pastoral poem. A pastoral poem explores the fantasy of withdrawing from modern life t

My heart desires
Open green fields
Flowers swaying gaily
Butterflies fluttering joyously
Gentle blowing wind
A brook gurgling
Hammock rocking between trees
Me with a book swinging
Birds and insects chirping
Nary a care troubling
My heart desires idyll
My heart desires heaven 🤩 Buddy Mantra Challenge #BMPastoralpoem

🎀 Write a Pastoral poem.

A pastoral poem explores the fantasy of withdrawing from modern life t

Anuj Jain

Cool zephyr blowing O're the forest glades, Besides the rumbling brook My hammock swings Birds chirping melodiously While the butterflies dance Cotton candy fluffy clouds Try to hide the smiling sun Can idyll be somewhere else ••Open For All•• 🔸 To the Participants of our 1 month writing Challenge - "Worddiction!" 🔸 You must write a Pastoral poem. 🔸 This is our 24

••Open For All•• 🔸 To the Participants of our 1 month writing Challenge - "Worddiction!" 🔸 You must write a Pastoral poem. 🔸 This is our 24

Cool zephyr blowing
O're the forest glades,
Besides the rumbling brook
My hammock swings
Birds chirping melodiously
While the butterflies dance
Cotton candy fluffy clouds
Try to hide the smiling sun
Can idyll be somewhere else ••Open For All••

🔸 To the Participants of our 1 month writing Challenge - "Worddiction!"
🔸 You must write a Pastoral poem.
🔸 This is our 24

ujjwal pratap singh

Shall I compare thee to a minister of grace Although you are not a preache But my life you impact sweet memories beyond imagination At your alter I feel the warmth of your speech Which you render lastly with a grace of comfort As I silently whisper to your silent heart wishes For I am your only congregation and need the presence of communication For thou have built yourself a place of worship If only thee read thy love letter like the Bible But thou is committed to singing the hymn of love And when the holy place seems heavenly The more I want more of your spiritual culture and revelations The more my sins seems to aggravate And constantly making me yell to devil Of course I cannot let go my confession As I finally say my Lords prayer And then i am lost in my own thought of salvation ••Open For All•• 🔸 To the Participants of our 1 month writing Challenge - "Worddiction!" 🔸 You must write a Pastoral poem. 🔸 This is our 24

••Open For All•• 🔸 To the Participants of our 1 month writing Challenge - "Worddiction!" 🔸 You must write a Pastoral poem. 🔸 This is our 24

Shall I compare thee to a minister of grace
Although you are not a preache

But my life you impact sweet memories beyond imagination
At your alter I feel the warmth of your speech

Which you render lastly with a grace of comfort
As I silently whisper to your silent heart wishes
For I am your only congregation and need the presence of communication
For thou have built yourself a place of worship

If only thee read thy love letter like the Bible
But thou is committed to singing the hymn of love
And when the holy place seems heavenly
The more I want more of your spiritual culture and revelations

The more my sins seems to aggravate
And constantly making me yell to devil
Of course I cannot let go my confession
As I finally say my Lords prayer

And then i am lost in my own thought of salvation

••Open For All••

🔸 To the Participants of our 1 month writing Challenge - "Worddiction!"
🔸 You must write a Pastoral poem.
🔸 This is our 24

Allan Andrews

Look Upon Nature Mountains are great place of peace; Where souls can feel the source of origin. Being there carefree, one cares all hearts. As eating rusk, men risk their life; They seem to run for feeding life. But no time for them to live in life. Feel wind, hear songs of brook, Then one opens inner eyes of soul, To see freely, not to seek, but to love. Birds live freely in this world, Dogs sleep freely in all streets But still humans struggle and live. Villages sing songs of love Urbans feel it noise though, Thinking mechine sings music. Whole in haste forms a big hole Where one looses heart and soul. So,stand and look on Nature's soul. ••Open For All•• 🔸 To the Participants of our 1 month writing Challenge - "Worddiction!" 🔸 You must write a Pastoral poem. 🔸 This is our 24

••Open For All•• 🔸 To the Participants of our 1 month writing Challenge - "Worddiction!" 🔸 You must write a Pastoral poem. 🔸 This is our 24

Look Upon Nature

Mountains are great place of peace;
Where souls can feel the source of origin.
Being there carefree, one cares all hearts.

As eating rusk, men risk their life;
They seem to run for feeding life.
But no time for them to live in life.

Feel wind, hear songs of brook,
Then one opens inner eyes of soul,
To see freely, not to seek, but to love.

Birds live freely in this world,
Dogs sleep freely in all streets
But still humans struggle and live.

Villages sing songs of love
Urbans feel it noise though,
Thinking mechine sings music.

Whole in haste forms a big hole
Where one looses heart and soul.
So,stand and look on Nature's soul. ••Open For All••

🔸 To the Participants of our 1 month writing Challenge - "Worddiction!"
🔸 You must write a Pastoral poem.
🔸 This is our 24

Het Modi

just walk with me when the earth-quaks, and I'll hold your hand when the earth cracks. talk with me at the day's end, and I'll be there to talk even after the funeral ends. just look at me whenever rains had, and I'll become the wiping hand. din bhar ki musing hai😬😬😬 ••Open For All•• 🔸 To the Participants of our 1 month writing Challenge - "Worddiction!" 🔸 You must write a Pas

din bhar ki musing hai😬😬😬 ••Open For All•• 🔸 To the Participants of our 1 month writing Challenge - "Worddiction!" 🔸 You must write a Pas

just walk with me
when the earth-quaks,
and I'll hold your hand
when the earth cracks.

talk with me
at the day's end,
and I'll be there to talk
even after the funeral ends.

just look at me
whenever rains had,
and I'll become
the wiping hand. din bhar ki musing hai😬😬😬

••Open For All••

🔸 To the Participants of our 1 month writing Challenge - "Worddiction!"
🔸 You must write a Pas

Springblossoms

Zephyrs of poe|t|ry Zephyrs of poetry Cuddles our soul Like the moon cuddles The peaceful night. Whatever our soul inks Surely waves the Zephyrs of poetry; Zephyrs of poet's try! (Caption...) Zephyrs of poetry Cuddles our soul Like the moon cuddles The peaceful night. Day starts with Metrical patterns of /Blank verses /,

Zephyrs of poetry Cuddles our soul Like the moon cuddles The peaceful night. Day starts with Metrical patterns of /Blank verses /,

Zephyrs of poe|t|ry

Zephyrs of poetry
Cuddles our soul
Like the moon cuddles
The peaceful night.

Whatever our soul inks
Surely waves the
Zephyrs of poetry;
Zephyrs of poet's try!
(Caption...)
Zephyrs of poetry
Cuddles our soul
Like the moon cuddles
The peaceful night.

Day starts with
Metrical patterns of
/Blank verses /,

Miss xyz

We all are exceptional, and so is our nature. It's beauty is not constricted, but my eyes just need to capture. The flow of cascades and the sound of wind, is always pinned and no way to prescind. From chirping of birds to the humming of bees, I can feel the life of nature in the vast seas. From the attitude of the sun to the simplicity of the moon, All I can feel its brightness in every tune. Greenery with grace, fill me with power with the oxygenated air, my soul gets empower. Manifest and evidence of creation is beyond expression, Beyond all secrets this is our greatest possession. We all are exceptional, and so as our nature. It's beauty is not constricted, but my eyes just need to capture. The flow of cascades and t

We all are exceptional, and so as our nature. It's beauty is not constricted, but my eyes just need to capture. The flow of cascades and t

We all are exceptional, and so is our nature.
It's beauty is not constricted, but my eyes just need to capture.
The flow of cascades and the sound of wind,
is always pinned and no way to prescind.

From chirping of birds to the humming of bees,
I can feel the life of nature in the vast seas.
From the attitude of the sun to the simplicity of the moon,
All I can feel its brightness in every tune.

Greenery with grace, fill me with power
with the oxygenated air, my soul gets empower.
Manifest and evidence of creation is beyond expression,
Beyond all secrets this is our greatest possession. We all are exceptional, and so as our nature.
It's beauty is not constricted, but my eyes just need to capture.
The flow of cascades and t

Springblossoms

Zephyrs of poe|t|ry Zephyrs of poetry Cuddles our soul Like the moon cuddles The peaceful night. Whatever our soul inks Surely waves the Zephyrs of poetry; Zephyrs of poet's try! (Caption...) Zephyrs of poetry Cuddles our soul Like the moon cuddles The peaceful night. Day starts with Metrical patterns of /Blank verses /,

Zephyrs of poetry Cuddles our soul Like the moon cuddles The peaceful night. Day starts with Metrical patterns of /Blank verses /,

Akthari Begum

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