serene is the dawn and calm mind... <br />soft is the grass with drops of dew <br />clouds are grey on the sky blue <br />flowers fresh and trees look kind <br />breeze is never so soft as now <br />unmindful of all it's jollity and fun <br />heedless of all, it constantly runs <br />innocent buds will face it-but how? <br />birds are singing without any fear <br />using jargon take God's name <br />the sun is peeping through its frame <br />in such moments HE looks near <br />my heart is slave of morning scene <br />finer, fragrant, cool and clean...<br /><br />Shahzia Batool<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-heart-is-slave-of-morning-scene/
