Ruch - Hello Poetry

And the breeze settled Giving way to the moist air It came in slow N entered our lives Like a relief and a calm affair Slow and steady It washed the pain Which were waiting for days For the summer to end And slowly it eased the turmoil within That fought the battles Which we failed to ease The stars went missing The clouds went dark And the thunder light Showcases its brightest spark And i walked alone on the streets of moist The smell of soil and the evening light The birds sang songs of returning home The nest were wet but the birds still roam They flew to the height the eagles dare Trying to reach the clouds A sight of hope a sight so rare And from where the world looked green and brown The rain followed the direction and The birds bought them down The respite the joy The nature gives us And ask for nothin Only belief and trust If u think of hurting This mighty planet mite turn Into pieces and fragments U will fail to return... So love the moments it gives you Of pleasure unending Dont destroy dont **** Joy is all that its sending..

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Jun 9, 2019

Jun 9, 2019 at 1:11 PM UTC

Love the moments life gives you

And the breeze settled Giving way to the moist air It came in slow N entered our lives Like a relief and a calm affair Slow and steady It washed the pain Which were waiting for days For the summer to end And slowly it eased the turmoil within That fought the battles Which we failed to ease The stars went missing The clouds went dark And the thunder light Showcases its brightest spark And i walked alone on the streets of moist The smell of soil and the evening light The birds sang songs of returning home The nest were wet but the birds still roam They flew to the height the eagles dare Trying to reach the clouds A sight of hope a sight so rare And from where the world looked green and brown The rain followed the direction and The birds bought them down The respite the joy The nature gives us And ask for nothin Only belief and trust If u think of hurting This mighty planet mite turn Into pieces and fragments U will fail to return... So love the moments it gives you Of pleasure unending Dont destroy dont **** Joy is all that its sending..

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There was a mountain across the grill Long and far It stayed there still There was a rising view of colored hues And magic breeze It blowed gently for miles There was a book lying upon my desk With a thousand notes and thoughts untill The pen that wrote the mighty words Of the glory days fullfilled I sat there gazing and wondering why The cold was dark and blue The sky was mist and winter chill My eyes were painting hues I penned some words Of tress and shrubs Life living the mountain ways I made some tea With warmth and feel And a book indeed to read Realizing my ways Not all is lost His ways are still unclear He has your back All you need is to start Coz Not all views in life lead to a journey some lead to your heart❤️

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Feb 10, 2019

Feb 10, 2019 at 4:12 AM UTC

A view

There was a mountain across the grill Long and far It stayed there still There was a rising view of colored hues And magic breeze It blowed gently for miles There was a book lying upon my desk With a thousand notes and thoughts untill The pen that wrote the mighty words Of the glory days fullfilled I sat there gazing and wondering why The cold was dark and blue The sky was mist and winter chill My eyes were painting hues I penned some words Of tress and shrubs Life living the mountain ways I made some tea With warmth and feel And a book indeed to read Realizing my ways Not all is lost His ways are still unclear He has your back All you need is to start Coz Not all views in life lead to a journey some lead to your heart❤️

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Yet to shine! The golden side is yet to shine The mountains within are still to rise The shadows in the valley are yet too dark But the peaks at the top are in my sight.. The lonely bird will reach there first The wind is cold but his aim is bright He doesnt feather away of the stones that were pelled He sings song of the warriors he puts in a fight.. He tries to fly ..,each day all the way From hills to the rivers From every sand to each bay He gets no rest no help no stay His heart guides him all doesnt complain but prays And he finds his way struggling someday The troubles the pain all wither away And the peak when he reaches he looks at the world The men who tried to pull him down Are singing songs of his glory day!

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Feb 8, 2019

Feb 8, 2019 at 2:25 AM UTC

Yet to shine

Yet to shine! The golden side is yet to shine The mountains within are still to rise The shadows in the valley are yet too dark But the peaks at the top are in my sight.. The lonely bird will reach there first The wind is cold but his aim is bright He doesnt feather away of the stones that were pelled He sings song of the warriors he puts in a fight.. He tries to fly ..,each day all the way From hills to the rivers From every sand to each bay He gets no rest no help no stay His heart guides him all doesnt complain but prays And he finds his way struggling someday The troubles the pain all wither away And the peak when he reaches he looks at the world The men who tried to pull him down Are singing songs of his glory day!

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I found the sky beneath my horizon I flew to the plains majestic and vast I rang the bells of the god in the mountains I breathed the air of the valley enchanting I saw the wanderers throught their quest and thirst I saw the men fall for the valleys at dusk Ive seen the love that grows beneath the trees Like the shadowed cloud on a monsoon eve I felt the drench and the drops so hard And the mother river flowing very deep and far I had no doubts And I also believed I was still curious I was still keen I had to wander I had to dream!!

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Jan 30, 2019

Jan 30, 2019 at 11:30 PM UTC

What you wander

I found the sky beneath my horizon I flew to the plains majestic and vast I rang the bells of the god in the mountains I breathed the air of the valley enchanting I saw the wanderers throught their quest and thirst I saw the men fall for the valleys at dusk Ive seen the love that grows beneath the trees Like the shadowed cloud on a monsoon eve I felt the drench and the drops so hard And the mother river flowing very deep and far I had no doubts And I also believed I was still curious I was still keen I had to wander I had to dream!!

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