The Essence Of Life…
The journey is long,
I gather all the essences on the way…
Holding my dreams in my eyes,
I keep gazing at the blue and dark skies …
The intangible lenses of my eyes,
Captures the Nature’s bliss and all the creatures she hides…
The fluttering butterflies,
Spread the aroma they collect feeling ever flower…
The gentle breeze flowing by the falls,
Envelopes me with the freshness as I walk along…
Strange enough I can feel love.
Flowing in the branches and every leaf of the trees…
When it comes to meet someone,
I feel they all walk without any essence of life…
Nothing is real and the truth they hide,
Leaves them like hollow vessels that hold no essence…
It is a strange creation among the Nature,
The you can see the truth in her and not in the mankind…
© 2016 Pimmi Nag
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