
Nothingness
Nothing but the fresh breath of pines, and squirrels sneaking cones Open spaces, golden grass singing, call a knapsack laden me, To experience nothingness whilst...
Nothing but the fresh breath of pines, and squirrels sneaking cones Open spaces, golden grass singing, call a knapsack laden me, To experience nothingness whilst...
Dear Humans, I’ve been a mute spectator all this while, But you all have turned out to be treacherously vile. I provided you with bountiful...
Waking up to the alarm of pitter-patter And the aroma of petrichor. I wondered if the monsoon had A calendar of some sort. . Oh!...
One chilly winter morning, A white blanket had me calling. A beautiful white cover, Stretched on the lawns and over. Excited, as a little kid,...
As the moon slides past midnight, The star studded sky Sprinkles its diamond dust On slumbering boroughs, Unbeknownst to sylvan dells, thickets And murmuring streams....
A little girl sat on a verdant glen, And gazed up at the sky so high, She adored the fluffy contours, Wondering if those shapes were conjured. ...
Ever noticed the pebbles in the ocean, How smooth – dainty they seem, Lost in themselves, Still their colour, intact in their being. I must...
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