When I woke up in the morning
World was at peace
Like a baby in cradle in sleep so deep
Birds singing songs soothing and sweet
Twigs lovingly enjoying their tweets
Breeze whispered quietly
Blooms rustled and chuckle
To the dreaming sky ,sun softly tickle
He turned back with closing eyes
But couldn’t resist Sun’s deepening smiles
Stream flowing calmly as she knew her path
When turned to the corner gazed the giggling grass
It wasn’t though ,it seemed so
Trees stood intellectually reading paper ( fields) below
Fields lying leisurely so drowsy and quiet
In charm of stars they befriended last night
But Sun’s alarm was very loud and bold
Her peaceful state ,world further could not hold
As sharp sun rays, spread quickly everywhere
Shaking everything with astounding dare
Undesirably I had to leave my place
Part of me remained still there in the phase
I stepped forward to join the crazy race
All my readymade wishes were calling me to chase
Chaos of the day robbed me of my metaphor
But a hope of the evening twinkled in heart’s corner
Ohhh this is so beautiful Baili. You have a wonderful way with words. Have a very nice evening.
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DeleteIt’s nice if you enjoyed it
You must be a morning person. Some people like to get up early. I like mornings but I still don't get up early.
ReplyDeleteDear Red , honestly all my memories of early rising belong to life years I spent in my native village 🥹 whenever I am able to relive those moments with perfect beauty of nature around me back then I feel I can write endless poems about it 🥹
DeleteIt’s been 35 years in the small city and early rising is just a dream ,though I catch up with early sunrise sometimes luckily
Hope remains, dear baili.
ReplyDeleteFading little by little but still remais.
Dear Pedro here say “hope is faith actually “ and my heart has it thankfully 🙏
DeleteDear Baili, thank you for sharing with us this beautiful moment.
ReplyDeleteOnce more I admire your attention and great ability to change ideas into words and rhymes. I can just wish I could write with such flair.
We pray for peace, and the luckiest of us can enjoy Nature's beauty and its calming power.
Warm hugs and blessings to you, dear friend.
Dear Sara ! It’s lovely hearing from you
DeleteYour captures are so poetic always and rich with aesthetics 🥰 I see them as beautiful poems 🤗
I completely agree that people who despite suffering of the world have gift to find beauty in nature are fortunate 🥹
Warm hugs to you too and love ♥️🙏
Very nice poem, you worked the words well, Baili.
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ReplyDeleteNice
ReplyDeleteI wish everyone would wake up to everlasting peace. And that peace would never be interrupted.
ReplyDeleteDear Emma , I can count myself lucky to spend some years when I was up early morning by my dear mother and the view from hilltop house was captivating and so nurturing 🥹
DeleteIt was village,cities have no privilege like this 😔
Such an incredibly beautiful poem, I love the words you chose to share the beauty of the day, and the sadness you felt at leaving such a beautiful place, to go back to the busyness of the day. You have a way with words, my dear friend! Appreciate you so much, and the beauty you share with us!
ReplyDeleteSweet Marilyn the beauty you find in my simple poetry is actually beauty of your enlightened soul 🥹 you are such a beautiful writer and with published book so you have heart to find beauty in all blessings whether big or small 🥰🙏♥️
DeleteBaili, this is a lovely poem and what wonderful thoughts you have expressed. To me, early morning is the most beautiful part of the day because the world around me is not yet awake and everything, including myself, is at peace at least for a while.
ReplyDeleteDear Dorothy,isn’t it sad how modern life is taking our peace of mind away with never ending invention and needs , news ideas of necessity are being ploughed into our minds and we are chasing everything blindly like running after mirage in the desert.
ReplyDeleteFew moments in early morning are reminder of days when people enjoyed natural ways of life, had least stress and more healthy mind and body
I enjoyed reading your poem Baili.
ReplyDeleteSending good wishes for the new month of May.
All the best Jan
Such wonderful sentiments in your style of poetry. Thanks so much for your comments and thanks for sharing you amazing creativity!
ReplyDeleteUm poema muito belo, onde cada palavra tem o significado certo.
ReplyDeleteUma boa semana.
Um beijo.
Dear Baili,
ReplyDeleteYour morning world felt soft and true,
A cradle calm in silver dew.
I walked those quiet paths with you
Where breeze and bloom their peace renew.
Though day breaks loud with hurried pace,
And pulls us all into its race,
That tender dawn still leaves a trace,
A twilight hope we can retrace.
John 🙏
PS Happy days ahead for you.
Thank you for kind words on my blog!
Dear John heartfelt thanks for such a lovely and beautiful poem 🥹🙏♥️
DeleteSpecially the last stanza feels so good and true , yes such mornings are like pretty butterflies that stay with us for a while and when fly away leave behind their enchanting colours in our hearts 🥰
If we go outside and take a walk, all the Earth is at peace. If we look online, it is at war.
ReplyDeleteDear friend Sandi
ReplyDeleteThis poem is pure product of my nostalgia of my mornings I have spent in my native hilltop home 🥹
Yes unexpectedly and unfortunately there is war , time is long gone when I thought humans are tired of warring each other after great world wars in 1940s
With broken heart I can hope and pray only that such day may come. Though it seems far fetched idea when looking at the history and pattern of life on our planet 😞☹️
Well, here in this place -your blog- there is quiet and peace and two friends saying hello.
DeleteI like your nostalgic memory, Baili. 🌸🩵
I love your poems, Baili! Your images are fresh and original and you capture the emotions we all feel. Nature can fill me with hope, when things feel hopeless. This poem was filled with lovely images, and I could feel the sharpness of the sun's rays throwing me into a chaotic busy day and worries of war. The evening is always hopeful, because I can tumble into bed and dreams, forgetting about it all and in the hope of a new and brighter day. Better days will come! Much love to you, my friend!
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