Looking Around

Looking around I find,

A multitude of races,

With different faces,

In a close bind.

 

Looking around, I see

A column of fame

With varied  name,

In an erect tee

 

 

Looking around , I perceive

A show of finesse,

With exhibits of niceness .

In a display conceive.

 

Looking around, I gather,

An innumerable babble,

With noisy preamble,

In a chaos rather.

 

 

Looking around, I muster,

A succinct texture,

With lively culture,

In a strange batter.

 

 

Looking around, I admire,

A plethora of grace,

With excessive trace,

In a glowing desire.

 

Looking around, I feel,

A gusto of amity

With lovely brevity,

In an adroit heal.

 

 

Looking around, I experience,

A breeze of  kindness

With  nitty firmness,

In natural defense.

 

 

Looking around , I achieve,

A programme of bliss,

With celestial kiss,

In heavenly weave.