Sunday, 25 March 2018

My destinnation



Iam a  stream,
 flows crossing terrains,
Touching every petals,
Moving gently, not to get bruise by metals,
My run is simple,
Straight forward and  tender,
The ripples in me is softer,
Quite pleasing according my texture,
I love the dashing currents of river,
Handsome waves of the ocean,
Yet I forget not my position,
I get infatuated with the chilling breeze,
The shining sun, debonair moon,
The swinging trees ,the dancing flowers,
And the roaming butterflies,
I like the aroma of flora,
I like the air of fauna ,
I like the reddening glow of morning sun,
I like the fading flush of the  setting moon,
Simple is my passion,
Straight is my destination,
To dash and mix with the river and for further germination,,
Compatible I am with its currents,
Comfortable I am  with my motion,
To reach  my goal is my  only action.

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  11. Interesting
    A divergence from your usual poetry.
    Nice, but I am not certain of its message

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