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Flora Apr 2020
Delve deeper in the ocean of love;
Relish and cherish every moment with her.
The care and affection she gives makes you know;
For there is nothing in this world so dear.

Dumbstruck by the patience she yeilds,
And the kindness she is ready to share,
One always runs to her as she shields,
And protects from all the evils that date.

Love abounds and overflows from her acts,
Sometime, we take a long time to learn that,
Foolish are we, that we don't understand facts,
And always be the last to react.

Blessed are the ones, that get this ocean of love,
Fantabulous and special is she, my dear.
Earthly name for her now is mother,
Let her reside in your heart and let that be clear..
Flora Jun 2019
A dark night, with stars twinkling bright in the sky;
I stood thinking about what has happened in our life and why?
The cool breeze that made the curtains in the room sway,
Made me feel, you are with me, leading me in my way.

As tears rolled down my cheeks tumbling,
The warmth and repeated breath dried my eyes mumbling;
I could hear the air in the room whisper,
Filling my mind with ecstacy, removing my despair..

Oh my soul, my live, my ardent love,
To move about in this world without you,
Is to die everyday, every hour and every minute....
Flora Apr 2020
Nature with folded arms seemed to be present everywhere;
Like the sun, like the stars, as a means of hope everywhere.
When the hours of days are numbered, you are the voice of the night.
When the blanket of darkness covers the sky, you are the stars of light.
Gentle Spring, warm Summer, glorious Autumn, Snowy Winter,
I see you in all the seasons, the majestic brain child of the creator

O Nature, you are the means of romantic musings to the poet.
You are the song of solitude; You are the sermons of the priest.
Alas! How have you changed from this fair scene?
How do I see vengeance amidst the woods pleasant and green?
Battles, you have won; lamentations I hear everywhere.
I keep treading in search of my gracious mother Nature somewhere.

O, why have you become the silent interrupter of our dreams.
Avenging us for our blunders and leaving us in dreadful scenes.
I see how the waters laugh at my follies.
Can I seek   forgiveness from the heart, where always love lies?
I breathe a prayer of repentance, for the mistakes which are to be repeated never
Never forever; forever never......

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