Countryside

By Shruti Thakur

Calm and peace surround me,
As I leave the city behind.
The boisterous drumming of noises
Slowly dissipates from my mind.

Driving along the roadside,
The grasses are green,
The trees stand tall and lean,
With mountains rising by my side.

The farther I ride to the countryside,
The more mesmerizing the view I see.
To the place I belong and reside-
It brings such pleasure and glee to me.

The weather is pleasant,
And the fields full of peasants.
The music I play-
Some old, some new-
With a gorgeous view,
Makes the ride feel admirable and true.