Roads rippled in look, paths narrow around nook.
Smell of an earth, with shortness of breath.
The spectacle turns hazy, rain showers in lazy.
Entered the sunny cottage, stared at extreme wattage.
Lobby glittered with lights, and welcome bids polite.
There stood the view, unspoken of the blue.
Planned for the day, excited about this stay.
Morning breeze blows over, echoed to push over.
Cuckoo whacked from buzzing, the voice of parroting?
Nature is always calm, with an embedded balm.
Sight of happy valley, nothing like an alley.
Muses from this place, is an incomparable ace.
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Poetry On Travel
PoetryCome with me to explore the places like never before. This is my first attempt in travel poems and respect its hard work. Do join me in this trivial pursuit.
