Talking to Myself

Closed eyes reveals myself more than eyes wide open. Adnan Kakazai.


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When it crunches…

As I walk on the
Autumn leaves
A crunching voice
Gives me the only
Indication
That it is same
As the voice of
Our hearts
When it crunches
For the
Union

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Indulging in Nature

Indulging in Nature

Indulging in Nature

Come love
Let’s take a walk

Among the blossoms and flowers of the spring
In the scorching heat of summers
In the aggressive rain of the monsoon
On the crunching leaves of autumn
On white silky blanket of snow

Along the fresh water streams of icy water
Along the tranquility of the lakes
Along the delta of the rivers
On the noisy shores of the oceans
On the spotless white sandy beeches

At the time of sunrise and sunset
At the time of full moon
Among the stars in pitch black night

On mountains among the pine and maple trees
In fog and mist on the mountain hills
In the wilderness of the desert
In the remote table top mountain valleys
Behind the umbrella of the waterfalls

Let us indulge ourselves in nature
And
Let nature indulge in ourselves