The plains-stretched sky soars sullenly, Graceless sans hills, lonely less trees. Starkly exposed tending swept-grass streams, With naught but sparse clouds to mask modesty.
Let me glimpse the sky peaking playfully behind arboreal eaves, Branches breaking blue monotony with autumn-bright leaves. Show me a valley mid-winter-doze, cozy between mountains steep, Sleepy sun-shadows shifting on snow as the sky climbs for her peek.
Crisis we face Against time We race Corona menace Bravely we face Many sacrifice Their lives Many many Survive Those losing battle Must not us rattle Not playing host To dreaded corona Masking, distancing Hand washing, vaccination You do resort Time's going Still tougher Peak yet to manoeuvre Mankind would suffer Lots of troubles Develop resistance Against viruses Boosting immunity Surrender Trinity of Almighty Creator create Medical facilities Preserver preserve Humanity and serenity Destroyer destroy Corona, fear melancholy And Anxiety
Corona has threatened life as never before. Peak is yet to come. Surrender to Trinity of Almighty. Face the menace of corona bravely by taking all necessary precautions.
Trails of light impair sight Pulsating snake-like kites Shine stronger collectively More from than the left or right I, cannot see properly What is in front of me Peak lightning streaks
Been here before Status is temporary Symptoms of brain fatigue Or excessive use of screens Warning signs align Step away from this stationary place Researching this state No pain or migraine Time to vacate by taking a break
Wind throws itself through my clothes, tossing my hair and cooling the sweat of the climb from my burning, beating body. I am here. I am where I need to be - high above the crowds and the clouds, alone and utterly free. There is much to see but little to do, and earthly troubles melt away amidst these towering peaks.
It is mine, I declare. But no, only in the mountains do you finally realize that nothing belongs to you.
I was Wooing My Honey, on a dark lonely Night. The Stars were missing and the Moon was nowhere in Sight. We were sailing in Italy, on the Waters of Lake Como. Reminding ourselves, of Our Nightmare near Mount Bromo. The Waves were Flirting and Romancing the Shore. Her Kisses started pouring and we're sweeter than Before. As Our bodies went Sailing, from one position to Another. The Rain came Tumbling, changing the ****** Weather. As Our Romance reached, it's Mountain Peak. Our Bodies were Locked, putting an end to The Week.
Admiring the sunset with its radiating beauty, quite intriguing how it sets in ur view but to another it's still a beautiful noonday, to another it's just a rising sun.. Quite fascinating how time crawls swiftly, I found myself walking through three sunsets in oblivion, quite slow in my sight hence just turned my vision for what I could say 2 passing seconds to the North, on restoring to the west I met with a sunset again..
Starring at a beauty in its highest peak of perfection, the sunrise,