The heavenly breeze of commencing summer,
Gently enable hair to fall all over,
The mousy face of lost emotion,
Engaged in adrift notions.
The growing pink hibiscus,
Mildly put forth the thought of mortal gesture,
One who ascend is subjected to descend,
Back to heavens innards.
The greenery, endless sapphire,
Signifies the alluring bounties,
That behold within themselves,
Lessons full of vigour.
For the one who sees beyond opaque structures,
Digest the true image of himself.
Nature teaches us to never lose grip,
'Cause it's a merry-go-round,
From miserable to generous,
Which deity never fails to establish.
Like every corporeal is of some use,
Every being is designed to resolve some issue.
For those who think,
They are good for nothing,
Might be the one who leaves imprint.
We all must be allowed to set free and wild,
In the womb of Earth like butterflies,
As they we too are aesthetically pleasing,
But are requisite of a being,
Who look at us the way we stare at charming flies.
Liberty comes with responsibility,
A bird who fly high carry the liability,
Of feeding itself and it's family.
Oh! This gentle breeze,
Enabled hair to fall all over me,
Perhaps carrying an opinion,
Deep seated in me.
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I wrote this in celebration and in appreciation of nature which by hiding behind curtains of objects teaches many things.
Much Love :)
Much thanks :)
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From The Anthropoid's Kernal
PoetryAmateur Poetic Collection My literal passion is refugee from reality. I write when I feel low.
