Lekhny composition -14-Dec-2023
Nature
I grow wings to fly high and see the beauty of skies.
The vastness of sky , the blank canvas for artists sun and moon.
The clouds are the palette , rainbow is the sample of work of sun.
The beauty of sky that has become the window of our lives.
The color of life is found on the skies , the nature eyes.
That sees the birth of life , turns to blue in joy and delight.
Weeps for the death , pass of life silently drops black curtains to mourn for life.
Sees the depression in humans , collects and hang grey balls in the roof of sky.
The war happens , the eye shuts color to see in dark color of life.
Loud thunder and huge cry of skies doesn't hold back floods the sadness.
Trying to absorb the loss pain and cure mans war madness
The sky the mirror of nature and of our life, reflects the work good and sins.
The sky the beautiful highway of birds freedom and humans pride flights
The sky that watches with joy the freedom of wings and colorful flying flowers in blue garden.
The growth of wings , the joy of flight and sorrow of flying death in the sky
Sky the ultimate the majestic window of our life that reflects and gives multiple colors of life.
Raghuveer Sharma
17-Dec-2023 12:19 PM
nice
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Reena yadav
16-Dec-2023 04:28 PM
👍👍
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