Enchanted Forest

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A Forest, looks normal from afar
But, when you're close 
She bewitches you, with
Her majestic colours,
Her beautiful hair like vines 
Her calm yet playful eyes.

A Forest, has been through a lot 
She has felt, earthquakes
She has seen dark and stormy nights 
Yet she stands firm to the ground,
As if nothing happened, but when observed
You can also see thorns and cuts.

A Forest, adored by everyone
Looks enchanted from the outside and 
Inside, even she doesn't know
She gives care to little soules
She teaches us lessons
She helps her family.

A Forest, have
Lotus's hands
Swan's body
Elephant's mind
An innocent soul, and
A bunch of mysteries inside.

A Enchanted forest, so lovely
Kai najar utartai usski, par 
Jana tho uss ko hai hi, tho vo
Kahaiti hai, jo mujhai laijai ga
Uss mai tri daivo kai
Gud honai chahiaai.

Yogita
A.V

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