Posted in I see a white shape against a blue sky
As peaceful as that of a lullaby
I hear from afar the great engine’s thunder
A crescendo of cacophonic blunder
I smell the stink of burnt oil
Which Earth’s beauty it doth spoils
I taste the clouds as I ride on you
Sweet and fluffy, just like marshmallow
I touch the wind of your aftermath
As not a thing can stand in your path
I really liked the sensory poem, it described the plain in an expressive way.
Thank You
Mohammad Saif
very inspiring Poem
I hope all the students
get the benefit and start writing in this excellent way