Write a poem of ur own on nature of 9th Standard!!!!
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heya,
poem on nature.
nature is what we see,
hill in the afternoon,
seeing the clouds of the thunder,
looks like a perfect scene,
nature is what we see.
the covered road with the trees,
falling in love with it,
dancing in the rain,
is give us the moment best,
nature is what we see.
love birds are on peak,
feeling something love like it,
near the ocean,
feeling the waves,
nature is what we see.
birds are chrinping,
we are feeling,
learning new day by day,
and also teaching to each other,
nature is what we see.
after rainfall,
we would like to see a rainbow,
after snowfall,
we would like to play with snow,
nature is what we see.
nature scenery are the most beautiful,
seeing the clouds with peak,
making happy to each other,
having a smile on your face,
nature is what we see.
thank you.
i hope this will helps you.
poem on nature.
nature is what we see,
hill in the afternoon,
seeing the clouds of the thunder,
looks like a perfect scene,
nature is what we see.
the covered road with the trees,
falling in love with it,
dancing in the rain,
is give us the moment best,
nature is what we see.
love birds are on peak,
feeling something love like it,
near the ocean,
feeling the waves,
nature is what we see.
birds are chrinping,
we are feeling,
learning new day by day,
and also teaching to each other,
nature is what we see.
after rainfall,
we would like to see a rainbow,
after snowfall,
we would like to play with snow,
nature is what we see.
nature scenery are the most beautiful,
seeing the clouds with peak,
making happy to each other,
having a smile on your face,
nature is what we see.
thank you.
i hope this will helps you.
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The answer is..........
Lovely tree,
Yesterday
wild winds of winter combed
your black and twining hair.
When dawn blinked
You emerged
softly capped in ermine,
star- kissed with diamonds.
Wind’s sharp breath caught in his throat
and sun, stricken sun,
can’t turn his eye from you.
I hope it helps you.
Lovely tree,
Yesterday
wild winds of winter combed
your black and twining hair.
When dawn blinked
You emerged
softly capped in ermine,
star- kissed with diamonds.
Wind’s sharp breath caught in his throat
and sun, stricken sun,
can’t turn his eye from you.
I hope it helps you.
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