Distant dream

🌄Take me someplace quaint

with cobbled steps and high walls, 

green patches against the blue sheet.

Perhaps, to that far off hill

Just you and I 

Like two birds rejoicing the song of life. 

A thatched roof- our own cottage

Away from the bustle of city life; 

Cornered by nature and the rich ravine. 

Sun will shine the day, moon- the night

I’ll rear a herd of goats 

In the pallor of the dying sky. 

But, unsettled I get 

When I look deep in your eyes

You, darling, have city hopes 

And here it is I wish to die. 

Adobe, for now and forever

Sitting by the shore

On the edged jetties

Trailing through the fingers

Those cusps of clouds

With eyes shut, paused thoughts

Breathing all of nature in me.

Gathering the voices of wings,

Savoring the music of the lonely wind

Here I sit, not to go

But to make this call my rescue abode.

 

Squander to Satiate

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Equivocalness of nature’s survival

Mountain peaks shrouded by snow

Forest untouched, giving way to echo

River reeks magic into the world

Man resides in the lap of nature.

Bountiful it seem to the needs of man

Who does nothing but defiles the land

Ripping apart green and embracing the soot

Soiling the pristine sea to contend his mood.

There! There! The animals cry

Look around, as they continue to die

To satiate the humankind indulgence

Of his myriad urges of a grand life.

Sit back and think awhile

For nature too has a threshold line.