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There is a language spoken
Between the leaves and the breeze
Peacefully green, the leaves
Ever changing the velocity of the breeze
Ancient and eternal their relationship



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Inspired by the weather in the evening :)

As always
In the mornings
He pushed the wooden cart
Full of bananas
In torrential rains
Incomplete rain gear,
Missing footwear
Were his feet made of steel
Not to be hurt
By the pebbles and pointed stones
Laid in the holes, that the rains had dug
The man made his way
A usual day
Life
In the city of dreams



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Today is world photography day( 19th August)
Inspired by a Facebook post, the photo was clicked in the year 1960


“ Brian Brake. Crawford Market, Mumbai, India. From the series: Monsoon, 1960. Collection Museum of New Zealand Te Papa Tongarewa. Gift of Wai-man Lau, 2001.”
 Aug 2020 misterN
Rameen Aslam
I could dig for a thousand reasons not to love you
But my heart seem to find brown eyes and a beautiful mind enough for the cause
 Aug 2020 misterN
Rameen Aslam
Stay
 Aug 2020 misterN
Rameen Aslam
Can't you stay a little longer
Long enough to imprint your humble touch
Before you're gone, gone for good
To the world where no one knows your name
Know you like my nerves did
Favourite cars to your wildest dreams
Perfect song to your crazy love
To my long lost heart , I said it out loud
Can't you stay a little longer
Can't you stay a little longer
 Aug 2020 misterN
Rameen Aslam
For love is undeniably painful yet irresistibly alluring.
Love of all sentiments is the strangest . You can’t resist it . You can’t help it.
There stood an imaginary, invisible houri fairy
As a bride under a maple tree
Dressed in prism-hued layers
of chiffon in ethereal shimmers
and delicate silken gossamers
She having her weeny wedding in the fall
And fairy folk bustled about all round her
as flimsy and flighty as they could be
while saffron leaves fell down upon her
in ceremonial nuptial
An autumn's ritual
and as nature's pretty confetti!

Branches denuded
Yet autumn's august
for the wilting's
ravishing!
The willowy fairy
almost drowned
in henna fallen maple leaves
Playing hide 'n'seek with a browny brownie groom
camouflaged in the heap
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This is about Autumn with a blend of eastern and western terms to describe the autumnal season and colours and to embody the commonly heard phrase, " she was married in the Fall"
 Aug 2020 misterN
Khaab
With a torch in my hands


I look for happiness in the dark.
Oho! where did I keep it?
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