A Lake Poem by Phurpa Wangdi

A Lake



under the blazing blue
of the endless sky
stands this pretty place
the place a magic itself

amidst lively trees
it lies with such tenderness
throughout its breadth
menders a meandering lake

it stands elegant
alluring every single soul
my place of solitude
how often i paused on its beauty?

evoking peace in my mind
time goes on unnoticed
far from the negativity of the world
like a place close to harmony

Thursday, September 3, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: beauty
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Phurpa Wangdi

Phurpa Wangdi

trashi yangtse, Bhutan
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