Nature and Freedom

Life is short and it’s hard to conquer
You wander between the wood

Thinking about the swirling feather in the wind

Leaves that are falling are the memories of tree

It helps then to grow taller and wiser

So are the gone years of our life

There is no new way to life then you see

Success is only measured when you have set the goals

Be free and live without failure of life

Be the feather in wind

Be the tree that grows more leaves

Be the mountain that stands tall no matter who climbs it

Be the river that reaches the ocean no matter how many rocks it has to collide with

Be the sun and stars of your life because they never set for themselves

Do not wait for the others to be the star or the moon

There is light in you and amplify it and lead your way

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Suicide

Wondering the sanity of being Reasons and purpose of living Middle of fire of insanity Drifting in the realms of vanity So peaceful, oblivious and empty Yet feared of own safety Mind becoming craftier on destruction Body bind by signals of mental function Edge of tower and fear of height Body doesn’t want it Yet mind always wins the fight Falling down and swift whispering of air Then the mind realizes that it’s not fare.

IDENTITY

Walking for the decades and miles Dead weight and worthless as flies Bound to end and suffer while alive Selfishness and materialistic is the drive I see you all and for what you are Immoral and vanity is your layer Above all else you think you lay One fall, and You break like all other pot clay Righteousness is your outer face When rubbed hard, Will reveal your monstrous menace Showing the fake identity is your play That is only the means to truth’s delay In the end, It will always be the reality that will prevail Fake faces and layers will be the first to fail

Beauty

Beautiful those eyes in sight seeing makes my mind right Deep into your eyes ocean Bright is your face as thousand suns Fare and beautiful as a rose I want to be with you very close My knee gives up when you are in sight Even so seeing you makes my mind right Attraction and closeness is what i see Your voice is like a bird song when its free Never will i be tired of your beauty Admiring beauty is what i think is my duty Never will you be mine Alone and Free is what makes you shine.

Innate Wanderer

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