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Aruna Jan 2020
Fire a blaze with a roar so loud, a fort
that keeps people away, vicious sort
with a corrupted mind, extort
the poor and needy, distort
the reality, the people retort
I am the bad heart, now they cavort
as I am no more, the fire fort
has done it's deeds, foolish people court
with imbecile intellect, contort
are their lives now accomplices are now turncoat.
Aruna Jan 2020
Drifting through the mountains and valleys,
Shinning stars creating a trail in mist,
Lost and found myself in clemency slowly,
Clearer the thoughts, hope at last.
The soil that has found that ultimate happiness is forgiveness.
Aruna Jan 2020
Black, blue and all the colors together,
Miles and meters could not take a measure,
The mystery so deep below,
No digging could make people know,
The crawlers, swimmers and the squishers of dye,
Under the blankets of waves they lie,
Loneliness never did they know,
Plastic adorned the green one low,
The oils and straws a part of their diet ,
It is becoming rather quiet,
Swimmers now floating,
Oh no !Are they evolving or Perishing.
The clueless cry of the ocean for the poor little dwellers.
Aruna Jan 2020
The birds returning to their
Nest , the little ones under
The night sky , the stars shimmering
Like a wiggly worm , mom looking
At the young , Tired unable
To move , she cries and pebble
In the nest , falls below on
The ground , all burnt upon
The soil dead , the pain
The animals , no land to live in
No food to eat , god save us
From the inhumane kind , be kind to us.
The cry of animals during the forest fire .
Aruna Jan 2020
I wandered for
A safe Haven , found your
Heart so warm .
Calm and Hale , our
Heart together , forever
Mind yearns.
Slowly and steadily, together
They burned , No other
Heaven is real .
When the heart finds the one finally after years of searching .
Aruna Jan 2020
Leaves in Orange and yellow,
Lie in the ground below,
The tree stands tall,
Lost are the birds , all
Fly away to fight ,
With all their might,
The breeze blows away,
The leaves, tress and birds astray.

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