When you get insane, you just kick the stone
You don't know this is the stuff from which your abode is grownWhen the disaster hit the stone
It simply makes you aloneIt is a both friend and a foe
It can blow you and can make you glowYou wear it across your neck to sparkle your fate
But when your soul start resembling it, it reduces your heart rateYou climb the rock to break the record
Then your feet touch a stone and you mishandle the cordYou rub the stones to burn your log's
You hit the same stones when you see barking dog'sThe pathway to your success should be made from it
Those who dream of glass pathway's make their success splitOh! You have got a beautiful collection of stones
But their search weakened your bonesSelling precious stones is your occupation
Making it your passion is a beautiful sensationYou throw stones in the sea water
Without realizing how much fishes you slaughterSo when you are happy,kiss the stone
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Essence of nature|✔Completed
PoetryPeople say that they have captured the beauty of nature through their naked eyes or through the lens of the camera. But actually they have not. One has to swim in the magical essence of nature, or probably has to get drowned in it, to fully absorb t...