Autumn plays a game of colours Warm are painted trees and land Sweet are songs from her lovely birds With those two, she gave benevolently
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Ever woke up scared, disoriented and not knowing where? Open your eyes and you’d see that the Sky’s still there Even the worst nightmare passes away with a little smile All that we need is a heart strong enough to withstand while The planet remains, its beauty intact, hidden in white pages That are real […]
Beauty is the ladybird Waking in the midst of dew To enjoy a quiet and lonely walk
Green and red leaves may fall When spring sing from tree tops And blue skies are her muse
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Happy Autumn song
Autumn plays a game of colors Warm is her painted trees and land Sweet are the songs from her birds With the two, she gave benevolently *** Image by Yaran Qadr
Summer is a dreamers tale, told in advance In this dream; grasses are green and squirrels dance Summer is the song of comfort in the hearts of many It refreshes, renews and brings solace to the wary Summer is the wild flower growing by the roadside An adorable fragrance from shrubs, sweet and mild Summer […]
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Wealth of Summer
“The flowers blossom in magnificent desires The tree leaves are greener, and the airs milder But are all these, the only wealth of the summer?”
Summer rides through the little forest, Desiring to warm and wake every creature It saved in the heart of trees that flourish On the tarred roadside, a sweet aura of air That kept both faun and flora intrigued! ** Image by David Thomas Martins, a friend and a great painter poet.
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Rain on the Window
I love the sound of the rain when it hits the windows When the multitude descend down from the Heavens Splattering, hitting the Earths crust, smashing the clay Throwing up sweet scents, one unaccustomed to man The sounds create a regular rhythm which sings a lullaby Soothing are the rains words, mild are her amazing […]
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First Words of P’Ville, SummerTown
When the Winter Witch got tired of the warmth Which the fine golden sun brought She decided to leave the sunny, pitiful city And with her she took all her trinkets and jewellery Then she would stare across the vast wild Oat fields And all she saw was melting ice and she always sighed In […]
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The Summers Tale
When summers come around The flowers bloom, red, pink The clouds are proud with mild sun Joy gives hope, the bridges a link The green fields grow We see the farmers sow The summer leaves, taking the hue Blowing all a hearty kiss As her cold monstrous nephew Comes taking the once a bliss The […]
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