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 May 2014 Rose bud
amrutha
'Can you be mine?'
She asks.
'Conditions apply'
Came the reply.
 May 2014 Rose bud
amrutha
I wait all day hoping for a smile
When you finally arrive, you look away
Do you hear my heart break?
I understand that look in your eyes
When you try your best to sneak a look
Do you know that I get what you feel?
Those mixed emotions on your face
When I am around your beautiful grace
Do you see how I can read them all?
The way you smile at me reflexively
Then turn around and almost slap yourself
For taking it a step closer to my dream
Do you know what that ever means to me?
 May 2014 Rose bud
amrutha
There once was a girl of fifteen
She fell in love with things no one has seen
Her mind took her to places where no one has been
Her strength was her weakness, her mind was keen.
She was as stubborn as one can ever be
None would change her, neither you nor me
To her wonderland, only she has the key
People called her stray, headstrong, wild as far as they could see,
She seemed insane but her mind gave reason
As to why her heart flew higher every season
Nature and all it offered was her nation
Paradise was in the palms of imagination.
Things would've been different if she wasn't stubborn
Society would be disrupting her inner discovery
Insanity which needed not any permission
I am telling you because that girl is me.
 May 2014 Rose bud
amrutha
Truth
 May 2014 Rose bud
amrutha
Paradise paved it's way onto Earth. Behind the southern Alps, beneath the flowing Caribbean, beyond the rainbow, over the silver clouds, life is constantly blooming within each water-laden monsoon sapling. Mere things breathe. They are alive and carefree, busy yet not artificial, beautiful and god-made, innocent and all-knowing. Nature heals her lovers. She starts a jungle on mind's wilderness until the observer forgets about foolish social existence. For nature, kindness is not a virtue to be congratulated about. It is her habit. Nature comforts, provides, enlightens and what folks do not realize - nature speaks. Every celebrated invention starts with a single thought. Again, it is about what lies in you. Every journey starts with a single step. It is just a decision away. Every material desire that people today work for has ancestors inside. Within one. Nature shapes your soul into the beauty that she is. What nature offers to teach is divine. She says wisdom. Not intellect. She teaches courage before bravery. She teaches one to admire before criticize. "Seek ye and ye shall find". Nature trains eyes to seek beauty. Seek beauty, hunt for beauty, find beauty and this world would be the most beautiful illusion ever. Watch how nature beautifully combines pleasure and trouble  through disaster. When beauty is within, beauty comes inevitably and effortlessly like magnet draws iron. You will rule your kingdom alone once Nature shows to you her impossible miracles and incredible wonders.
Paradise paved it's way onto Earth, into me. How beautiful the music behind my head sounds, how lucky I am for it never ceases to play the hypnotizing tunes of heavenly activity and earthly buzz, amid noise. When I thought I had no shoulder to cry on, the black black nights sat all along. When no smile felt pure enough, I saw happy faces among the clouds. When the battle in my head overcame the sound of the music my heart played, birds sang sweetly into my ears. When my senses felt dry, it rained cats and dogs. When I had to learn my lesson, nature pretended harsh.
Out of all these layers of rawness around my soul, I peep out, trying to tell you what took me some unbelievable experiences to realize. The solutions to all problems, nature holds. Nature nurtures like a protective mother and provides like a careful father.
Above all, she is the only one in whom I lost myself and discovered the lost me.
 May 2014 Rose bud
amrutha
How  are  you  going  to  battle  me
When  I  find  peace  in  yo­u?
 Apr 2014 Rose bud
Marie-Niege
I feel dead people. Their presence steams as would a boiling kettle without a lid. I just can not see them with my foggy eyes. I feel them sweating me.
In-authenticity. Human nature. Tea. 30w
 Apr 2014 Rose bud
dafne
bloom
 Apr 2014 Rose bud
dafne
I am rotting
every leaf ungracefully falling
used my branch for temporary support

I won't make the leaves stay
they've lost all their chlorophyll
they were causing unnecessary weight

I know its winter
its been winter for the past few years
I cant keep every leaf
but so many are falling off

I'm staying alive
because with every leaf that falls
winter is closer to an end
and spring comes nearer

*flowers will bloom
in continuation of Rotting series
People are leaves
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