A Poem by Karan Ashara

Nature is the only best friend we have. She is the mother of all whose love is like the universe which does not end.

Look at the serenade of the ocean blue,
With the breath of the sky falling over the waters;
Watch the hawk go flying towards the sun,
With aim in its eyes which can never deter.

See the trees waving its leaves,
And pollens filling the unstealth air,
The symbolism of life is on its way,
My heart mealts to look at it in this way.

Far and wide the mountains grow high,
Towards the sky even if it ever be low,
The clouds hanging over the mighty peaks,
Like thrilled up audience in the opera house.

The islands do have their own origin,
the peninsulas running away from their mighty fathers,
And the wind blows over some countryside,
Filling the atmosphere with the fresh and soothing air. 

© 2015 Karan Ashara

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beautiful Karan
Nature is a blessing to see, feel, live and everything :)

Posted 6 Years Ago

very beautiful poem with wonderful use of words and imagery

Posted 8 Years Ago

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Added on February 12, 2015
Last Updated on February 12, 2015
Tags: oceans, hawk, sun, trees, mountains, islands, peninsulas


Karan Ashara
Karan Ashara


I am KARAN-Karan Ashara. My first name means pure. That's a kind of a nasty joke i know. I am a very very sentimental kind of a person. Yet, in most of the cases it is advantageous for me specially on.. more..