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nature poetry

When you’re with me

My dried leaves just breathe 
to blossom
I dance on the tunes of our rhythm
When you are with me
Time flies, there exists no
word called as Boredom
I sway on the cradle of
freedom
When you are with me
You just make a still life,
Awesome!
My ❤️❤️❤️❤️
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poetry

Coming back to life

It's been a long journey
And no rest
Countless maples fallen at a breath,
The silence of the road
With fireflies at sides
Disordered thoughts
Brimming the river of quests.

A wanderer in the mist
Treading on the unmetalled sides,
With pebbles and dirt only to guide.
Winds screaming loud; out
Their zest,
And crashing thunders, strike
Lightning in her chest.

She halted for a while
And looked above
With her stretched arms
And cramped curves;
As a ray of light
Weeping out from holes of
green blades,packed in
bunches spread for a shade.

She packs her heart
Even tighter this time
A brand new dust
ahead her climbs,
A long journey served
For a better destiny to find
And a beauty,one of its kind.

Hello my fellow bloggers,

I hope you’re doing fine, I really missed y’all, and yes also the awesome write ups that you must have shared all this while, have been off beat the world of blogging and reading stuff here. Hoping to be back here slowly now.

Was busy with my chores and daily whines, lot of work was lined up and time just flew like that. Anyway, hoping to be reading out the works of yours. I am sorry if I didn’t like or comment on your posts till now but now I will cherish reading them slowly and also writing a little bit from now on. So hello all, it’s amazing to be back with you all and please take care of yourself and your family.

Lots of love,

Yours,

Sapna

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Articles story

Three Line Tales: Pandora’s Box

He was a Judas, like a snake in the grass.
Swathed to her conscience tightly. Romance with Nature, closed the Pandora’s box for her and she was left forever with her beloved.”

On June 5th, World Environment Day, I wish the earth heals herself and nature embraces us with her love and we break free from the cans of worms that has troubled us for so long.

Witnessing Sunsets from my Balcony.
Plant sapling. Grow with Greens.
My favourite place in lockdown.

Travelling for me, has been so important that I am entwined with the soul of it. I wish, this time, when tourism begins, we be more alert to keep us and our surroundings safe.

Inspired from Three lines Tales prompt by Sonya

Featured photo: by Claudio Schwarz via Unsplash

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poetry

A Walk to Remember!

Walking in the meadows of wilderness,
Struck by the purple haze,
Oh they gliding cheerfully,
Frolic their ways.
A memory that binds,
Oh a future that’s chased
Deserted on lands, yet so amazed.

Walking on the sands of fire,
Rippling their blaze,
Oh they Piled together,
half-baked assemblage.
Mirage that binds,
Oh a thirst that’s razed!
Barren lands, yet so glazed.

A Walk to Remember, and a juncture to praise!

© 2020 Khwabo ka Sapna

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poetry

Waves

Make me thy wave,
Lift me as thy tide.
Placid in depths,
Gushing outside

Make me thy wave,
To travel miles.
Rustling together,
Till the shore lies.

© 2020 Khwabo ka Sapna