so much is the sound that is so soft
to the ear it hears melodious
all these music makers
and their machines
keeping them and us
enlightened and toast
apart from us
the nature has music
too
I call it the earth-sounds.
Yellow Trees
A tree has a brown trunk
And it’s leaves green
It gives fruits at times
The ones we sell and seek
Grow more and more
Outnumber their roar
The sweet whisper
of the walking winds
shape of the
I see a square
or I see a book
maybe a window
with it’s hooks
I see a circle
or it is a tumbler’s top
I see a sphere
oh, it’s sand grains
I see too much
oh, it’s just the eyes I have
I speak these words
it’s just of the memory I have
whatever left is not just not there
it’s just unsaid
the air so invisible
the air is so fresh outside
early in the morning
one should go out
take a walk barefoot
upon the open grass
what is it?
light,
do you come from the sun
how
it feel you have lit the whole expanse
when
I see you at the night
you are a cool breeze
a sliver of silver
cherishing us
the way we cherish
the sun is harsh
and kind
gives us the heat
the bread we gain from it
and at night
the sun sleeps
to gain from rest
and be back again
mighty and tall
the moon is patient
the moon is persistent
always there in the sky
at times
getting hidden
under the bright light
Sweet song
The birds sing in the morning
How sweet the sound it seems
Roam the sky they
Fly across
To the eyes
Giving pleasure
Unbound
Hurry Question
I see plastic
And I see it’s bags
If it’s bad
Why do we still use that
Because
On a long enough time line
Everything turns to pass
My pair of legs
A walk a great
Makes my skin feel neat
Keeps active the body it
Makes one stay fit
Walk walk
Whenever you can
The more you do
The more stamina you have
the water makes me curious
it got so many ways
flows it like a river
flies like from vape
solids when cold
and burns when under heat.
The sky is blue
The sky is new
Everyday it shows different colours too
