Poetry Type: Quatrain
The place where rain drizzles to blend with the tree
And gives birth to beautiful,cheery flowers with a glee,
Rainbow makes visit to bless the newborn flowers
And it bends to kiss the flowers using it’s mighty powers.
The place where sun and moon plays hide and seek
They never embrace me,from my window I used to peek,
Active birds and hasty clouds tampers their play
Winds being a passionate spectators,droves them away.
The place where peacocks exhibits its plumage
And peahens flirts peacocks for a bondage.
A shower of continual rain endows a small pond
Seldom birds stays here as guests from oceans beyond.
The place where I wish to stay,my another world,
The place far away from the world where I was hurled,
Which gives me a new loaf of life,after escaping from that graveyard
And living without disturbing the nature,well,this is my backyard !