I LOVE TO SIT Peacefully

                   I

I love to sit peacefully

Underneath the obscure trees And pay attention to the tune of birds And to the buzz of honey bees.

                 II

I love to sit peacefully

What's more, watch the Mists roll by Then read a book or sing a tune And hear the wild bird cry.

                III

I love to sit peacefully

At the point when the day is practically finished And see behind the far off slope The paint shine of the sun, at night dusk And pay attention to the whippor-will Singing energetically

                IV

 I love to sit peacefully

I love to sit peacefully Underneath the Brilliant sky And go to all vigorously

To live peacefully meanwhile.

~Sujana.b

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Radiance and Horns

She was brought into the world as a holy messenger,

In any case, she would never figure out how to fly,

They grabbed one of her wings,

What's more, squashed it just before her eye

They left her hopeless,

With dread getting comfortable her bones,

Then, at that point, one night a fiend welcomed her,

Furthermore, gave her one of his horns

So with a horn surfacing off her radiance ,

Furthermore, with a portion of a heart dark,

She swore vengeance on the individuals who had harmed her,

However, her sympathy generally pushed her back

Thus she is as yet deserving of a holy messenger,

Her radiance encompassed by horn and a wing

In any case, she ain't a point any longer,

She loosened herself from every one of the strings

Life showed me cruel examples,

Yet, the best one I know,

Is your radiance need wings as well as horns,

Then no one but you can develop !

Your contemplations misled me,

And keeping in mind that strolling on the

way of mental soundness, I took a wrong

turn.

I ended up stepping

to the way those

deserted back streets of my heart,

Where each stone murmured

  your name and those

dried leaves sang me

the stories of our adoration.

In no time, I found

myself in the midst of bundle of

milted blossoms that moved

before my eyes and

evoked your recollections

The covering of stars fell

on the ground

in a black sky

encompassed my heart

with each word that you

talked moving and shining

like a star.

Your contemplations misled me

furthermore, removed my tranquility.

Presently what remains,

is a heart with each path and rear entryway

that drives me to that deserted

palace.

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