


Waking to all shades of grey, I was thinking , someone may be watching the silvery moon or the dark night Sky. Diversity of nature is amazing


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Waking to all shades of grey, I was thinking , someone may be watching the silvery moon or the dark night Sky. Diversity of nature is amazing
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Enjoying the sights of caged beings
Have we ever thought how they feel
In their limited spaces
Restlessly pacing
Restricted movements
No free will to roam
Eating when and what given
No springs, lakes or rivers
To drink water or bathe
Removed from their natural habitats
Taking away their right to live as they please
The look of despair and helpless
Says their tales
If only they could speak
I am sure would express
Their wish to be free
As they were meant to BE
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Evenings Beckoning
Winter Sunset orange hue
Wandering through trails
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My Mystic self — work-in-progress…🚶♀️
The enormity of universe can be experienced by closing the eyes and sitting under midnight Sky. The nature does not preach the ways, lets us choose our own expressions
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My Mystic self — work-in-progress…🚶♀️
Planting a seed and nurturing it with love results in bloom, fruits and vegetables, hue of colors and fragrance. The most valuable gift of investing my time and efforts.
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The power of creativity is limitless and boundless. The nature inspires us to express oneself, when we connect to it deeply. Words are the expression of that connect and love.
Gratitude to this platform and the wonderful team of wordpress for their support.
Gratitude to the wonderful co-bloggers and friends who have inspired me to keep expressing
Since i started here, it has been a learning process and absolute pleasure to visit sites of others around the world.
Hope to keep sharing and keep visiting the world of others.
My journey with no goals🚶♀️🚶♀️🚶♀️
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Angry storms revenge
Leaving destruction behind
Life self-heals aligns
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Travelling after 4 years, was amazed by the splendour of Sunrise.
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How I miss the winter mornings of the hills
The lazy rising of the city
Foggy moist air all around
Small Fires burning outside the tea stalls
A few bold people encircling the warmth
Talking from current affairs to world politics
With steaming cups of tea in their hands
Heavy checkered blankets and caps wrapped around
How many glasses of tea they would drink
Even they would not know
The woody texture fills my nostrils
When I think of those times
How I miss those lazy mornings
Would I be able to experience it ever again ?
That is where my heart belongs
In the deep pine mountains
I am not a city person
But then the destiny never asked
What I want ………
Our spirit may have free will
But are we not slaves ?
Shimla – my childhood connect
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