Nature

Red-pink flowers bloom, enchanting my garden.

Posted on by Akhtar Munir

In my garden, red-pink flowers bloom bright,
A tapestry of color, a delightful sight.
Petals soft like velvet, kissed by morning dew,
In the golden sunlight, they dance anew.

Whispers of the breeze make them sway and gleam,
A vibrant blush that colors every dream.
Their fragrance lingers, sweet as summer’s song,
In the heart of my garden, they belong.

Nature’s delicate art, a pure delight,
Red-pink flowers bloom, enchanting the night.

Listen to the song of a Dove

Posted on by Akhtar Munir

In the boughs of spring, the dove’s soft coo, A melody sweet, so pure and true. Its gentle notes, like whispers in the air, Fluttering with grace, beyond compare.

Amidst the blossoms, it finds its tune, A symphony of renewal under the moon. With each soft call, the world awakes, In the dove’s song, new life takes shape.

So let us listen, with hearts aglow, To the springtime song of the dove’s soft flow.