FIRST LOVE | REPOST

The way she passed the bridge of my memory,
I lost my way out of the senses.
The lights of courage in me was diminished,
Flaunted by the winds of first love.

Her gaze of glitters stared at me,
Like she holds secrecy of wings,
A breath that dissolved in me,
felt like a fragrance of undiscovered life.

I hated being intimated my own thoughts,
But it does happen to me,
Like a life that was not the same ever since.

She could have seen me,
A glimpse of me to her,
Or a never-ending gaze,
Could be something there,
I must have done,
But that moment of love,
Is a love that loses to win.


Poetry Repost | A Nap in the Lap of Nature |Environment Day

For the regeneration of life,
A nap in the lap of nature,
a medicine, a therapy it is.

For all of our worries,
For a frustrated, an irritated mind,
a disturbed soul, and a fast beating heart,
A nap in the lap of nature,
Is the cure, a medicine, a therapy it is.

For a life, you beg for,
The calmness,
the peace and the satisfaction,
happens with the wonders of nature,
So real, to electrify your soul,
Regeneration of self-willpower,
A nap in the lap of nature,
a medicine, a therapy it is.

A nap in the lap of nature

For the regeneration of life,
A nap in the lap of nature,
a medicine, a therapy it is.

For all of our worries,
For a frustrated, an irritated mind,
a disturbed soul, and a fast beating heart,
A nap in the lap of nature,
Is the cure, a medicine, a therapy it is.

For a life, you beg for,
The calmness,
the peace and the satisfaction,
happens with the wonders of nature,
So real, to electrify your soul,
Regeneration of self-willpower,
A nap in the lap of nature,
a medicine, a therapy it is.