What do you listen to while you work?
The tin sheet sings as raindrops race,
A peacock twirls in joyful grace.
Birdsong, breeze, and leafy cheer,
Nature’s orchestra draws me near.
Tag: nature
Mission
Some dried, some almost dry, all together in a bunch,
Watched the young one bloom.
“Keep up the show young man”, they said.
Keep everyone away from gloom.
Simi
I Am A Kid
It was pouring so I came back home,
To chat with and be next to mom.
She has always been there with a smile on her lovely face.
And I couldn’t help but sleep in her cozy embrace.
“Why can’t life always be so simple”, I asked her the next day.
“It is.” She replied with a smile. “We just complicate it in our own way.”
If you remain a child forever at heart, you will realise.
You don’t need to grow up to be happy and wise.
For its a kid who laughs n cries the most when needed.
It’s a kid who doesn’t think of tomorrow or what if life ceases.
It’s a kid who makes no conclusions just flows like a gentle breeze.
So just be a kid always, so that life’s best you can seize.
Simi
#omzclicks
As I Row On
Amalgamating with the environment and situations that happened to happen,
Tides of time propelled me up and down,
Ceaselessly the winds have caressed me throughout the voyage,,
Never did I ever feel adrift; in fact I have been a queen, always held my crown.
Yes, at times I have been surrounded by crowds, known or unknown,
When the waves were rough, I was abandoned too,
But moments of despair never existed,I must say,
IF YOU ARE IN QUEST OF LIFE, YOU ARE THE CAPTAIN AND YOU ARE THE CREW.
Fear of losing has never dispirited me,
Never have I ever lost the same battle again,
I choose to learn each time I stumble,
I guess no rainbows appear in the absence of rain.
Excuses, explanations and regrets, have never been a part of my itinerary,
Else the ride becomes arduous and upstream as one moves on,
Walking through the circumstances has enriched me manyfold,
It’s my life, so with my choices I love to adorn. !!.
Simi
PC: As captured by Om
The Eternal Shades
The festival of colours, as we celebrate,
The skies desired to be colourful too.
Nature’s palette contained warm, infinite and fathomless shades,
I wish ours were also so profound, and not so few…!!
Simi
Through the lens of Sujay
A Prompt Response
The sun called it a long day, but it still had to shine for a while,
A few branches popped up from the tree and offered him a cosy abode with a smile.
Simi
Questions
Trapped behind the glass, she whispered in my ears,
Before they confined me to these walls, I experienced no fears.
Incredible used to be my days, nights were phenomenal too,
Now I long for nothing, I am just a thing to view.
Can you tell me something, what’s wrong with you folks on earth?
First you got into our territories and then you got us here, where no one has any worth.
In the vastness of sea I freely flourished on my terms and conditions,
The water used to empower me , I never had to bother about my positions.
Nature exists abundantly for all, you care for her or not,
At least don’t take us away from her, what’s wrong with you, exactly what?
Simi
#omzclicks
Stay Light
Synthesising melodious symphonies happens easy to a bamboo, it’s hollow though,
I wonder why humans always carry their weight too and fro.
If keeping your head in the centre n not too weighed up makes you succeed,
Then isn’t it easy to stay humble, and cheerful as you gracefully lead.
Animals, birds and plants must be contemplating each n every day,
If evolution means so much of misery and pride may it never come our way.
Simi
Consciousness
Away from the crowd she thought she should go, for the peace seemed to dwell there.
Aloud laughed at her, the mind, as it exclaimed… “the control lies within you, right here. “
So she wound up her thoughts and decided not to leave, but to ceaselessly stay on,
At the end of the day, she comprehended , everywhere it’s the same dusk n same dawn.
Let me not pause at the past or envisage the future, she enduringly decided,
And by her own consciousness, on a marvellous journey she was then guided.
Simi
Proficiency
They hang delicately from my roof
And swing everytime the wind passes by.
I asked them what were they upto…?
They danced and said, just trying to fly..!
Their roots are in the ground,
But the goals are touching the sky..
Completely engrossed in their own little world,
They never questioned themselves, how and why?
Simi
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