#naturelove
BUTTERFLIES GOOFING AROUND THE ETHEREAL CHERRY BLOSSOM,
THE RAGING ROAR OF THE OCEAN WAVES SO SUBTLE AND AWESOME.
COVERED IN THOSE FLAMBOYANT FLOWERS BY THE PRISTINE LAND,
SEASHELLS SUBMERGED IN THE DEPTHS OF THE SILKY, MOIST SAND.
TACTILE TREES OVERCASTING THE CITY STREET LIGHTS IN GLEE,
UNDERSEA FISHIES DEEP DIVING INTO THE BEAUTIFUL,TRAQUIL SEA.
THE LUSCIOUS TASTE OF GLISTENING FRUITS- DIVINE AND SWEET,
VAGRANT BREEZE HITTING THE HARD ROCKS IN SCORCHING HEAT.
LIVELY BIRDS FLYING AROUND MERRILY IN THE INVIGORATING AIR,
WITH CORAL REEFS PROVIDING THE ESSENCE OF SURITY & CARE.
MOONLIGHT MAKING ITS WAY THROUGH THE SHIMMERY SKY,
WHALES DANCING IN THE CORUSCANT WATERS SPLASHING HIGH.
RUSTY MOUNTAINS TRYING TO REACH THE GLIMMERING STARS,
CHARMING ***** HIDING THE LOST GEMS IN THEIR TINY JARS.
WATERFALLS FLOWING THROUGH THE HIGH VALLEYS IN HASTE,
EVERY ELEMENT IN THE CELESTIAL NATURE ALWAYS EMBRACED.
Mar 16, 2025
Mar 16, 2025 at 5:17 AM UTC
Ethereal echoes
Emerald seas
Nacarat skies
Misty breeze
Mellifluous is her melody
Majestic every scene
Serenity of Serena
Allure of Ausrine
I tilt my head in ecstasy
My thoughts begin to cease
Sand beneath my hands
Cold, calming waters,
Languidly caress my feet
And like a child running around
And like a child who knows no bound
At the end, is enervated
I lay utterly still,
In her embrace,
Exhausted,
Yet satiated
Satiated by her healing warmth
Satiated by her meliorating touch
Satiated so much,
I wonder,
If my heart could hold so much of love.
Sep 7, 2020
Sep 7, 2020 at 5:39 PM UTC
She fell in love again
But this time it was different
It was not a person who she fell for this time. This time she had fallen for beauty of nature. It was forest, water falls and that very thing which was wonderful being gift of god and boon to people!
Have you also fallen for something more than a person!??
Jul 3, 2020
Jul 3, 2020 at 11:27 PM UTC
I've heard this somewhere and
i sense it to be true , that
trees can communicate
in some bizarre language
and they feel the pain
when we cut them through .
May 3, 2020
May 3, 2020 at 2:58 AM UTC
I walked my walk, learnt people aren't permanent.
Remember this my tree, you'll just die in peace.
Must have been cold to get uprooted for nothing, while they say it's for their own thing.
Would be ironical if they make a diary out of your leaves.
And sure will they in joy, whilst leaving you to torment.
Rot you my trrrrrree.....
Sep 25, 2019
Sep 25, 2019 at 10:35 AM UTC
Old lady cradling a baby
make it home
"where did you get this baby " granny
"nursery " the old lady note
Solicitous for baby
she hassle alot .
Her senility got her sick
She was frail as lamp for epoch
Through the window , solos tot
watched her fade away
Fine morning she laid lifeless ,
leaving a note which elucidate
"Care and water this little tree , it will bear my blessings for gen z "
May 24, 2019
May 24, 2019 at 1:39 PM UTC
Clouds are shimmering white today
Veiling the shades of blue and gray
This beauty of nature owns me
That's all, Should i say?
Nope.
Lets own this nature.
As these silver ashes sway
This beauty of nature owns me
Thats all i pray.
Jun 22, 2018
Jun 22, 2018 at 8:11 AM UTC
The beauty in that nature,
The shades of green wander,
The blue of the sky,
The hues of the light.
The fragrance of the wet mud,
The perfume of the flowers,
The scent of the animals,
The smell of the natural sway.
The chirping of the birds,
The roaring of the lions,
The chatting of the monkeys,
The squeaking of the hares.
The teachings of the forests,
The lessons of the rivers,
Make a foolish human,
Understand his powers.
Jul 23, 2017
Jul 23, 2017 at 7:49 AM UTC
As we get closer
The better beauty I see
As we get closer
So much happier I am
As we get closer
Oh God, the more heaven it feels.
Mar 24, 2017
Mar 24, 2017 at 12:41 AM UTC
It is hard
to describe
how the rush of
the drench
of a furious
storm makes
my downpour
clench
wet desert wind
that sparks me
alive
sending currents
from the whorls of
my scalp
down through the
rings of my spine
It trips over
dermis
like kimono silk
thick as the cream
of lapped-up
milk
alighting my
senses in
rose quartz tints
igniting cells
to my surface
with earthed-up flint
The strike of rocks
echoes ancient
sounds
reverberating heat
throughout my scared
mound
And I let the rain
pour directly in
to my soul's
humble vessel,
cleansing me,
rinsed
from relentless
spirit-wrestle
free of stains
from self-doubt,
self-hate
to align my vision
with choice-infused fate
and I am the storm
that swirls through
the trees
I am the dream
whipped up thick
in the breeze
ready for surrender
as I pull the reigns
ready for the tender
conflagration
of the
sacred
blaze
Oct 28, 2016
Oct 28, 2016 at 4:39 PM UTC
And the sun will rise with you in morns
Tulips would dance through your way
The birds would sing their best tunes
The blue ocean, your aisle today!
Highlands would bend and kiss your feet
Vineyards would grow when you lay
I can see how the nights fall for you
they silently conspire that you to stay
My pretty darling ,trust me when I say ,
Everything would be pretty on a wrong way
Trust the woods ,all dark and lone
Let’s be rebels for once today.
Between the fear of wolfs and ghosts
Across the rainbows of tears and smiles,
If you don’t see any footsteps ahead,
I’m sure there your treasure awaits.
Now tell me pretty darling,
Aren’t you in love with the stretched ray of dusk?
Dec 30, 2014
Dec 30, 2014 at 1:33 PM UTC