"Have you ever seen, child,
The rustling of the trees as they walk past?
All of creation standing still,
As the smoke of their voices light up the Heavens."
A poetry collection.
"Have you ever seen, child,
The rustling of the trees as they walk past?
All of creation standing still,
As the smoke of their voices light up the Heavens."
A poetry collection.
Hello everyone, here I will be posting all the poems which I write. Not any particular genre, but I hope you all like it.
I am not a proper poet, but I write as a hobby. Hope so you all can relate t...