You are you no matter if it’s dark or light.
The great thing about plants, if they bloom they don’t compete, they just blossom and spread the kind of their own.
Drizzles from last night still hanging on my window
Wind is quite might visiting neighborhood
Little hope of sunrise coming through grey clouds
In this chilly morning wish to step outside
Frozen grass leaves at the verge to breakout
Barren trees standing straight to bloom again
And my naked eyes looks up in sky
In urge of warmth through sun beam
Before I move and forget this day
I must capture picture in head
As there is chance of wind coming back
In form of stormy night at end of this day.
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You fore show as smile after tears
Loud crispy so young girl
Heart full of joy
Warm love fragrance
Laugh reckons your best ornament
You bring us aroma of honey soil
Next rain with blooming orchids
Stir in melody of music beats
Many cloudy days
Autumn spring summer count
You blink as rainbow in winter day
Wild bright posy reflecting you
From your garden to my living room.
It’s promising with naked eyes,
No cook up lashes and arch brows,
Rosy lips will go with winds,
What stays in me is wilderness.
It runs along the water stream,
No need to clip my gusty hair,
Heaving good they with conifers.
Voice matches up to thunderstorm,
Lighting gives an extra flash,
Drew this picture in back of my head,
What calls beauty is always Raw.
Sunrise thumping on her window,
Breaking through heavy curtains,
Here she is packing for expedition,
Carrying enough sunshine in her heart.
To reach horizon and see world with new vision.
But days getting cloudy with rainy noon’s,
Shadows lag behind and she saved few beams,
Time she was drenched in trembling legs,
Roads ahead were ceased due to storm,
She fell many times in dark tunnel,
Hope was leaving with eyes full of tears,
Only a breaking dawn can let her rise,
And fill her heart with enough sunshine.
(Picture Courtesy: Myself)