Can't I just touch the sky? fly so high? Can't I just spread my wings and live my life? Is this world always a beautiful but twisted lie? Am I the only one who is unaware of the fright? Yes we can fly high and touch the sky No matter what the boundaries we need to broke Spreading the wings and live the life Without any trouble and restrictions This world is a lie covered with the white sheet This fear is the one that we all need to defeat To clear all boundaries and restrictions We need to face the truth of this twisted world
_______________ Sorry I'm not good in these types of poetry but I still tried Hope you guys like it❤️
It's the red strands that keeps you awake at 2:45 am scarring you like the letters from your last lover. As time smelled of poison infused roses. It's the red strands that keeps you awake at 3 am as we walk in the land of dandelions, murdering metaphors and insomnia. It's the red strands that keeps you awake at 3:15 am as rain falls like jinxes of the witch with red wine eyes. It's the red strands that keeps you awake at 3:30 am hallucinating about the half contagious smile of yours, as I get tangled between your sacred thoughts.
I hopped with the stick in hand Driving my herd grazing the land It was time, the sun was setting The green grass turned yellow, unforgetting It was a task, taking them downhill Ain't no human, hence, still I called them out, and whistled and squeaked Alert as they were, followed my lead The sun was setting right in front of me The far off field shone beautifully Crops swayed to and fro Trees casted a long shadow And there, at the foot, I saw a shack Lone in its place, missing track I stood on the hill, wondering of life Shut from the world, can anyone thrive? I started descending like a routined task Gathering my stock, adjusting my cask The pond glistened, an ocean of gold Sun neared the horizon, a story to fold Sky turned yellow, then orange, then red My eyes gazed with a thought in head Nature is pretty, a pure bliss How lovely would the Creator be, if creation is this! 'It's time to leave', my friends voiced I obliged, I knew I have no choice. I will return tomorrow, for I have experience to add Going home today, a rich twelve year old lad.
Heart : I realised that my soul is so drawn towards nature Conscience : Hmm really?
Heart : Yes.. And especially when you shared the BBC nature documentary ; Earth From Space. Its episode 3 on Patterned Planet. Conscience : Ah yes. And I share good contents!
Heart : I appreciate! And yes we gotta save the corals! Conscience : Yes. I will have to research more on this. It's going to be purely preserving the eco system, restoring the corals. Heart : I really think you should do it. I really do.
**She can't swim at all, but she is always intrigue by the ocean. Having constant recurring dream of a whale swimming beside her for many many years and that sense of calm when she sees anything that shows the ocean deep. Yes she has that fear of water. Fear of a thousand fear of drowning. And guess what!? I'm a week's time she will be on her solo trip to a langkawi and she has already signed up for the scuba diving and snorkeling.. And Yes she can't even bloody swim. Tame your fears they say. Let's see how it goes! And yes!We must save the coral reef! **