Drowned In Preening Finery and Greenery
written by: Walid Boureghda
A pronghorn is standing up on the hill,
Staring at the impressing eventide.
‘Tis an edifying scenery to fill
With flattering stars and moon to betide.
The sky is murky, cloudy and sordid.
Yet, the sun sends out its auspicious rays
To grant hope to the petals of orchid,
Chanting and hymning the Creator’s praise.
His eyes descry a pleasant green meadow,
Spreading o’er a rug of flowering roses.
The scene is lodged with a budding shadow,
Scenting love and peace with fragrant posies.
‘Tis a maiden painting of a scenery,
Drowned in preening finery and greenery.
Walid Boureghda is a 41-year-old Algerian poet, working as an Administrative Executive at Sonatrach-ENI Group. He holds a B.A degree in the English Language and Literature from the University of BATNA in Algeria. He draws inspiration for his poetry from his unceasing love of his beloved wife. He also writes about spreading peace over the world and dispelling hatred and bigotry.
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