I wonder why you hide behind the hills and cloudsShying away from the approaching eveningLetting birds fly in echelon, a farewell callingTree reflections on the waters like ragsWhen bass voiced frogs resumed their songsHundreds of vocalists singing, in harmonyThe cream coloured clouds melt awayAs queer images draw across the skies,Shepherds call to sheep from the […]
Tree roots are my favorite seat, mushrooms are cushionsOccasionally my thoughts drown in the music of sheep and birdsLight-colored birds fly above me, up in the trees they gatherTo watch the meeting of white wool spread across the green grassSome bolder birds come down to join the massive banquet,Picking stray insects that fled the grass […]
I’ve loved, severally… I don’t think I’ll ever get used to writing about love. I don’t think I would ever stop talking about it. Love moves the world around. Love is a force, energy, a sort of magic that many still can not define. I’ve fallen in love severally. I fell for the beautiful flowers […]
words may dabble,but actions won’t,love works things out!
I tell the trees of your sounds and they are jealousWhen you fall, birds, the wild, all elements stop to listen,To hear Nature sing while she wash her garment in the mist
I cheer you to this drama; not Romeo’s, nor Juliet’s, One for everyone, under the full glare of the setting sun tide So stand aside, and let this new dance learned to unfold, Come beloved, allow this moment to bless our lands, Let me tell love stories and prove how love can set all free
ecstatic wind establishes tricky pools, rumbling thunderclaps are terrifying, both endow gardens and roads with flooding, a hard downpour is the drummer of the rooftop, it declares a feast where drums arouse heavy sleep
Soft wind, herald of nightfall, darkness draws near, While happy sheep enjoy the fast surge of the evening tide The week ends today, but beers wait for herders at the inn
Evening skies – sparkle of gold, Brewing mills across the clouds, While it may sail to faraway lands
1 I see you ride with the clouds, hiding your face from mine Blushing before the endless firmaments, resting from the day You have carved a wall of silver triangle upon heaven And upon the midst of the oceans of floating clouds 2 To the ends of the dying day you created a memory, Streaks […]
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