Where i go a nice morning follows my presence
The gift is unique i enjoy
Nature my dearest keeper whom i offer
All pluckings from beautified world and beyond
I offer silently to my beloved
All my love she pours by staying behind
All my pains and sufferings i know
She creats to show her treasure otherside
I fight to get my strength again
She keeps herself aloof to magnify my patience
Such and such the days begin to encourage
The earth a quiet uncertain entity
Residing where i have discovered nature
My empress, my keeper and eraser
Will oneday erase myself whole
Before that these nice dawns i try to sav
Throughout with my words and wordlessnss!
Pranab k c
14/07/2019
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