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You have to climb
the HIGH MOUNTAINS,
and TRUDGE the DEEP SEAS,
GROVEL on the GROUND,
with SCRAPED, and SKINNED KNEES,
Just do your VERY best
with a lot of
TENACITY,
Give it your ALL with
DURABILITY,
Do you have
the ENDURANCE???
Do you have the SPEED???,
Do you have WHAT IT TAKES???
Oh YES INDEED!!!
Can you take it HEAD-ON???,
with BUMPS, and MISTAKES,
YOU GOT THIS COME ON,
DON'T FOLD, and DON'T FLAKE!!!
So, DON'T GIVE UP NOW,
with the MINDFRAME
OF ASSURANCE,
JUST GIVE IT YOUR ALL,
cos
YOU HAVE THE
ENDURANCE!!!


B.R.
8/22/2025
Just look at the Trees,
Hear the buzzing of the bee's
As the birds are flying,
in the Cool, day breeze,

Feeling good and at ease,
Pollen will make you sneeze,
with No Stress or worries,
Fresh air so just breathe.

Nature's Finest of
the mountains so high,
Standing tall as if
to reach the sky,

Just walk along
the water stream,
as the water is moving
as if to a dream,

Look around at all the green,
God Creation, Is such
a beautiful scene,

The skies are blue,
The Sun is warm,
A perfect temp
Who could as for more

This is what you get
In the great outdoors

He made the Oceans
the Lands and the seas,
Animals of all kinds, and
you and me

Nature's Finest
Oh, can't you just see,
a place of
Calmness and Serenity!!!


B.R.
Date: 8/24/2025
Raghu Menon Jul 22
The drizzling has stopped
Temporarily, maybe to take a gap
The winds are catching up
A lone hooting owl
A dog that howls afar

A little thunder far away
The winds chilling now
The rumblings can be heard
Rumblings of a distant rain.
rainy nights with light rains has its own music, of owls, dog, the drumming thunders, the rumblings ..
Every night when the winds are hushed,
I whisper,
"Are you listening to the night?"

Every time I whisper,
I hear you whisper back,
"Are you listening to me?"

I'm so sorry,
Let me listen more,
I'd seal my mouth away for you.

Genie, genie please,
How can I be better,
Do better things?

How may I make you happier,
I thought I was doing an alright job,
But let me do more,

I think you'll like it better.
If I ever disappear,
Don't go looking,
I will be long gone,
Far away with the winds.

But if you wish to hear me,
Lend an ear to the early breezes,
You will hear me voice,
Calling out, softly singing.
Long away with the winged birds.
It's a good place,
The place we are.
Even in the cold weather,
I know I have your warmth to hold me over.
Because after all the freezing winds,
Comes the happy days of spring,
And this spring, I'll be happy with you.
So won't you get your converse on,
To come flower picking with me.
We can skip down flower fields,
Picking plenty of rosy red poppies.
Love grows with the seasons
I AM A 
NATURAL DISASTER,
I will RIP THROUGH 
YOU like a 
HURRICANE,
I will DESTROY YOU like a 
TORNADO,
I WILL WIPE YOU OUT like a 
 TSUNAMI,
I will ERUPT STRONG like a
 VOLCANO,
I will SWIRL YOU like a 
CYCLONE,
I will DROWN YOU like the
DEEP SEAS!!,
BURN THROUGH YOU like 
FIRE,
VERY FAST and 
WITH EASE,
I AM A 
STRONG and POWERFUL 
 WIND,
Blowing down 
REALLY TALL TREES,
I AM A ROCK, and
I WILL CRUSH you,
SO, WATCH OUT 
IF YOU SO PLEASE!!!!!
I will 
FREEZE and
 FROSTBITE YOU,
With my 
FROSTY FREEZING COLD,
I will give 
you the 
GIFT OF SUNBURN,
My
 POWERFUL SUNRAYS
 are JUST SO BOLD,
I will
 SHOWER DOWN 
HEAVY RAINS,
from 
DARK GRAY CLOUDS 
FROM THE 
DARK AND GLOOMY SKIES,
I WILL EARTHQUAKE, 
RATTLE AND 
SHAKE YOU AS HARD AS I CAN,
A NATURAL DISASTER, 
IS WHO I AM!!!


B.R.
Date: 3/7/2025
The night is born prematurely,
Becoming one in blistering winds,
The dark crawls,

And the snow falls.

The gallant wings of beauty,
Besieged by winter's bellows,
Left to death as the crow calls,

And the snow falls.

The lonesome oaks tremble,
Bare in the white of creeping cold,
Creaking as they are raked by squalls,

And the snow falls.
Not a lot today.
Someday summer comes again,
Someday the sun does away with cold winds.
Winter doesn't last forever,
Winter will leave us soon.
I know we're at it's end,
I can see the light linger longer.
Winter will come to a close,
Winter snows have ceased their blow.
Someday the warm rays will melt the ice,
Someday stars will glow in a warm evening again.
It's felt like ages since the first snow fall of this ever-lasting winter.
Joy is a little thing,
A warm luxury in the chill of winter's winds,
One sparkling treasure in the face of somber spring rains.
Happiness is a man,
Roaming the midnight city streets,
Tossing gold glitter all over the way as he skips along.
Pleasure, a soft blanket on your bed,
A perfectly placed pillow to rest your head,
A pencil that never runs out of pencil lead.
Everything is diamond when relief rears its head,
Assuring as the autumn breeze,
Pushing around stray sticks and leaves.
Nothing like a smile to make the warmth of the world stay awhile
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