The beautiful Himalayas – A poem

On a path winding into wonder
touching through rain and thunder

filling hearts with awe
lies a beauty pure and raw

Spirit of mystic songs
To the east she belongs

where glimmering grass and trees
Cast upon a magical breeze

with a dazzling aura
exotic valleys of flora

in lofty peaks covered in snow
time has lost it’s flow



Poem by WingedWizard

The rainbow – Poem (remake)

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With someone in the sky above

An emblazoned mime
A traveler of time

With colors rife
The brilliance of life

Her spectrum in the air
A Secret to hidden affairs

A stream of light
Bending out of sight

Each color a different flavor
All of them I wish to savor

Like a silent train
Among clouds and rain

To where she flows
No one knows

The beautiful daughter
Of light and water

Her journey spun
From rain and sun


Many people liked my original small poem The rainbow – A poem , so I put some more inspiration into it. Tell me how you found this poem (is it better than the previous ?)

Mystic poetry, hidden secrets

People have long forgotten, once great poets.

“O frenzied lover!

Take a drought of love’s pure wine…

Proclaim the secrets of the old wine seller,

And like the flute bring a message from the reed bed.

O call of the marching bell awake !”

By Sufi Jalal-u-din Rumi (1207-1273)

“I turned away from the world where sustenance takes the form of grain and water” says the falcon. “The solitude of the wilderness pleases me, for I was always a hermit by nature. One must shun the garden-dwellers, they have such seductive charms! The wind of the desert is what gives the blow of the brave it’s effect in the battle.

“I am not hungry for pigeon or dove, for renunciation is the mark of a falcon’s life- to swoop,withdraw and swoop again is just a pretext to keep up the heat of the blood. The East the West matter to the pheasants. The blue sky,vast and boundless, is mine”

By an old philosopher.