You know the funny
Thing about life is that
Schools teach about science
Your parents teach you religion
Green grass teaches play
And leaves teach you about grass
When you move in an aeroplane
They seem small
But, to them you are another plastic bag
That flies by whenever no one is looking
Just like that life finishes
The music stops and the fire dies
All that remains are legacies and grave gestures
I may be a little far off topic
I think I am making a point
But something holds me back
It is the beauty of poetry
Or the medium of stories
Life is a bit of a journey now
Where everyone shares their stories
Along the way and they become your friends
I just don't know how I made enemies
Is it science, no
Religion, definitely

The stronger the love is
The weaker our hearts become
The vulnerability becomes apparent
And love loses meaning
Unless, we fight against all odds
To protect our worth
From falling into an abyss
Or the heart of darkness
Engulfing our souls
Too bad I am immersed
In your poetry that sets my heart ablaze
Leaving light in the cave

Tears of nature bring out the most beautiful feelings in me,
As the silver drops touch the dry earth,
And the added musky essence of mud hits my senses ,
It makes me fall in love again and again with the petrichor
Bringing peace and joy.
25/4/2020