Greetings to one and all, dear hiveans. Hope this December brings in peace and potential to all of us..
Its nice to pen down something of your interest, related to a picture. So if you need to be a part of this, click this link
This is the first time I input a poem instead of a story. Iam not good in reciting or writing a poem, its just an attempt. Kindly excuse if their are any flaws.
What I See :
A scenic view of a beautiful place where Hot Air Balloons plunging in air. The colours are so striking. Looks like they have just taken off from the ground in a group.
What I feel :
A place where, usually, Hot Air Balloons with guests are given a ride. An outdoor sporting area.
A related poem by Hot Air Balloons :
Up in the air
Far from the crowd
Free from my master
Here we fly
Our majestic looks
Deserves an applause
Ànd respect
From the young and old,
For they are our guests
In adorable colours
In exquisite looks
In enormous size
We plung into the air
With our humble guests
Not one, not two, not three.....
In a cluster we flew,
With the elegant guests
In our majestic deck.
Up we go
With the help of hot air
And, so are we called as the
Hot Air Balloons.
Thankyou for your patient vist.
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