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Summer bloom 4

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Pomegranate bloom

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Summer

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Let’s escape to a place where the water hasn’t yet evaporated from the ponds, lakes and rivers.

Where bare feet can still walk on dew covered blades of grass in the mornings.

 

Let’s go to a place where chirping birds are the only alarms in the mornings​.

Where silence wakes you up as sunlight peeping through the curtains.

 

Let’s escape to that place where peacocks scream and dance to forecast the weather.

Where ants predict if the rain is approaching working untethered.

 

Let’s go to the place where flora blooms announcing the temperature of the day.

Where sunflowers tilt towards the Sun till May.

 

Let’s escape to a place where time is told by the length of the shadows.

Where meal times are dictated by commotion at the gate by the stray dogs, going to and fro.

 

Let’s go to a place where sparrows still exist due to lack of telephone towers.

Where people keep bird feed in bowls outside their homes with water.

 

Let’s go to that place where people converse, sitting together and not “Chat”.

Where people connect through emotions and not internet.

 

Let’s escape to the place where “web” means spiders catching dew drops like diamonds.

Where “net” means fishermen trying to catch fish near islands.

 

To a place where the breeze is still cool at five in the morning.

Where you wait for the day to unfold with great longing.

Morning Stroll 3

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The sky burst open like a volcano, spewing  lava in all directions, spreading, flowing like river of death. Consuming everything in its wake and its path.

It burst open like a heart, broken  into a million pieces, bleeding pain. Consuming the one whose was broken.

It’s just a way of looking at things,

for the sky exploded with warm gentle sunlight, spreading, flowing like river of life. Reviving everything in its wake and its path.

It exploded like a heart, into a million pieces, with joy that could’nt be contained inside anymore. Revitalizing, disburdning, whose burst.

It’s just a way of looking at things,

For even if it were lava, time turns the fields of destruction into most fertile lands.

For even if the heart were broken, time gives ample opportunities to heal and repair, turning it into flourishing abode.

It’s just a way of looking at things.

The morning stroll

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           Photo Credits Go To Zubin Oommen Ittyerah

  Walking hand in hand towards rising hope, welcoming a new day.

   On a road uncluttered and clear made of faith.

   Cool, calm breeze ruffling the hair, could turn into a storm.

   Reminding, urging to be one another’s  pillar of strength.

   Flowers of prosperity blooming, filling the heart with contentment.

   Finding joy in each other’s company, feeling safe.

   Street lights , the guiding lights, like the trust within.

   For life will happen everyday if we have each other.