Natural Poetry

The moon is walking with me In the moonlit night as the free Floating cloudy boat just follow All towards against my shadow Silent woods whisper the breeze On the rosy bed as beloved miss Where lonely I recite the rhyme Because poetry root is true chime True root can make a strong tree Poet is that tree thru the poetry All can be cured by poetic tongues As green leaves refresh the lungs Moony nature as long as a wanderer Poetry shines all thru poetic power © Mahtab Bangalee Chattogram February 20,2023