Treasure Island

Rohit Sapra

(7 August 1984 / Gwalior)

Cold Breeze Of Nature


Hilly area where I find peace
As beauty of nature is always present there
I am going to visit
The beauty of nature, which I love
Beautiful green tress and lovely mountains
Everything is so green and wonderful
Being close to the mountains, I just love
Going to visit soon.
It is a place where I find peace, less worries
It is my time to be by myself, on my own
So, that I can admire beauty of mountains
Where, cold breeze is always present
To greet me with its natural beauty.
It is time of year, when I completely forget my depressions
Darkness almost fades, since then I just dream of living
As I forget the darkness, which is always present within me
I try to live, when I see and feel the cold breeze of nature
Simply, so that I can live, only live and not die
Is beauty of this hilly area, where I really get some peace.

Submitted: Saturday, July 13, 2013
Edited: Saturday, July 13, 2013
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