Pebbles in a brook
A brook in a forest
A forest in a book
The book begins to breathe
Waking up and hopping around
In my room and with a joyous bound
Through the open window
A swound above the ground
The forest pouring like an inky waterfall
Like a wordy echo in those mountains
Birds and birds oh birdie birdie bee
Leaves a leaf a one-a two-a three
Gleefully lost in the sound
Of a forest in a book
A book in a poem
A poem in your lips
Your lips… Upon mine
Story Of The Footloose 
Another great read from you
Thank you dear friend/s. 🙂
Our pleasure 🙂
Never stop…
Said a river to a river…
truly, I am thunderstruck…
“Sound of the drums
Beatin’ in my heart
The thunder of guns
Tore me apart
You’ve been thunderstruck”
said AC\DC to you
omg hahaha! you are awesome!!
What wonderful work.Such pleasure to read it.
Thank you Veena. 🙂
Between the lines the forest lives and in-between a poetic kiss! This is precious 🙂
Thank you dear S. So are your words.
Amazing! Very well penned
Thank you Akansha! 🙂
A great juxtaposing of images and words..
Thank you Astha.