The sadness hidden somewhere in that anxious laugh,
That drop of tear in the eye held back waiting to fall,
The voice in the head speaking aloud ,
Everything is going to be fine…
The Voice
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Tag Archives: Nature
A Void
A feeling that cannot be explained,
Thinking aloud,
Trying to see beauty in everything,
A quietness so within that silence seems loud,
A sadness within that happiness,
Emptiness so empty that nothing seems to fill that void…
Fly Away
They Fly high, they fly low, sometimes fast, sometimes slow,
Spreading their wings across the sky,
Making a pattern line wise,
Flying over the lakes like a breeze trying to catch a meal,
Over the valleys and the streams, they make their nests in the tallest trees,
They make chirping and whistling sounds,
The morning fills them with energy and the nights are dark,
It is difficult to survive when winter sets in and its difficult to fly,
They travel across the seas across the vast lands,
They build a new nest every time they need, moving from one place to another is their frequent routine,
Colorful like different shades of paint, blue, black, green, purple they are a pretty site,
If I was a bird and could fly I would travel the world and touch the sky,
It is a tough life for survival they are no easy buys,
Fly away birds,
For you are an amazing sight….
The COLD WINTER
Seasons came and went,
From spring it was another winter then,
Leaves fell to the ground leaving what’s behind,
The cold air felt even colder now,
The frozen lake and the mountain peak,
A lonely winter she began to weep,
The woods knew her story,
The moon consoled her with light,
For the darkness she endured,
The fire warmed her with its touch,
The trees in the cold wind bowed to her to speak,
She lay on her bed and went to sleep,
For maybe the next day will be brighter for her than yesterday….
The Prayer of a Tree
We were many some years ago,
Now we are only a few,
Weird sounds huge monsters like,
Crossed our path and removed everything in sight,
Let us live and let us stay,
Our branches represent care and extend and provide shade,
In the summer we dry up and wait for the rains,
The trunks arching in the woods and children playing in their tree houses,
People enjoy the fruits and I circle them with my roots,
I give you air,
I give you life,
With the oxygen I provide you survive,
Plant more seeds and water every day for I will provide you with all the happiness in every way,
Give the gift of tree let the birds sing free…
Summer Showers
A cold wind blows bringing the smell of wet mud,
The plants and trees welcome the rain,
Dancing and rejoicing the coming of showers,
Water drops on the leaves sparkling like a jewel,
The sky roaring and warning of the showers coming,
The light striking as though a click through a camera,
A breath of fresh air a calming feeling,
A relief for the farmers who rejoice,
The dust wiped out from the roads,
Drizzling and trickling a lot of rains will follow,
Summer showers are here…
River Struck
A scenic river with many boats,
Awaiting their passengers,
I get on the boat and we move,
The paddle gently stroking the water,
Back and forth,
The boatman with a smile paddles effortlessly,
The sun setting over the horizon,
The birds in the sky,
And small island of trees nearby,
We cross mangroves,
Deep forests like,
Moving ahead I can see water till far,
Ahead a spot where different rivers meet,
The breeze picks up and it becomes chilly,
Fog can be seen and felt,
The boat emerges gently from the fog,
Reaching our destination,
I am sad that this journey is over now,
But I have clicked a picture of this memory to stay forever in my mind..
The Calling
The hills are calling me,
A voice that echoes,
The clear blue sky and the river that flows below,
The hills are calling me and I hear so,
The winds that make the trees dance,
The clouds bowing to the hills what a sight it must be,
The hills are calling me come visit,
The view is magnificent and I can say no more,
For I am now speechless and lost in its beauty….
A Storm
The dark clouds were rounding up,
From the bright light it was a gloom now,
There was a sudden quiet on the streets,
Was it this because of the coming storm,
The strong gushing winds, the dancing trees,
Windows and doors slamming,
The sounds were echoing across the streets,
The Storm was coming, The Storm was coming
All those caught in it now waiting for it to pass…
Drops of Joy
The soft pitter-patter on the window,
Looks like pearls in a necklace,
The rain trickles light and then slowly increases throughout the night
Huge puddles of water where you can see your reflection,
People enjoying the first rain and dancing along the way,
The sound of rain makes you feel relaxed and calm,
The leaves have droplets on them which shine once the sun is out,
The mud smells heavenly the cleanest of all,
The wind blows and splashes drops along the way,
Cooling everything in its way,
Rain waters the garden and flows down the drain,
Oh! heavenly rain do visit me again…..
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