Poetry is language at its most distilled and most powerful.
Hey readers! Hope you liked the last part. You have alot to look forward to, since that was just the start.
This time i present you some of my works on nature. Hope you like them.
Do vote and comment about want topics you wanna read poetry on and which one was your favourite.
I'll be glad to hear from you. :)
Rust coloured leaves fly
And land among the toadstools
While bare trees stand guardThe naked trees will
Soon leaf and shelter me
I'll hide until fallThrough the trees i gaze
Finally out of this maze
Of concrete and glassThe day will come, cities abandoned
Trading skyscrapers for trees
And dollar bills for leavesWind rustling through trees
Warmth of fresh soil underfoot
What a fine world that would beMist creeps around bare trees
Shadows get longer and darker
Look how beautifully nature withersTo the woods i crave
For solitude
Crowd of trees soothes my soulThe trees, sky, clouds and sun
Nature converged to paint
The greatest masterpiece of aeonI hear flowers singing
The trees waltzing with the wind
While the land awaits the sweet rainClimbed the mountains
To witness the miracle
Meant for eyes not lensesMy love in forest
Inside the deep branches of trees
Only the wind knew my storiesSunsets behind bare trees
Prayers at night on bare knees
The hermit found the purposeTrees blooming into beautiful perfection
Perfection that pleases the eyes
The heart, mind and soulThe trees and the rains
The scent of dust after a storm
Heals the wounds of lonlinessChildren love to climb
Towards the skies
Away from the liesHope you like this collection. Thanyou for reading :)
Nature, helps you discover yourself.Do comment and vote.
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3 Lined Poetry
PoetryHe didn't speak much, his poetry did. New topic every part. Original work, please don't copy. 4th september 2016©