Now we will look at the clock
and we will all keep still
This time of the season
Where climate changes tremendously,
let’s stop for one second,
and count over stars.
It would be an amazing moment,
without a sound, just an action,
all of us would be going
how we had missed that natural beauty
The silence in the early morning roads
would do no harm for any sign of magic,
the small creatures of the night
would communicate with one another to observe the cinematic event
On the drops of dew,
Of the whispers for pre-dawn,
The trees started to move
with one shake of the whole body
After carrying the weight
that provide shade, without doing a thing.
The flowers create wonders
drops of slowly like snow
With the help of the wind
Scatters evenly on the wet land
At the break of dawn
as much as our lives full in motion,
if we could do nothing for once
We just seen wonders of this season,
Its beautiful as it seems
Pink and white covering the grasses
perhaps the earth is teaching us
when everything seems to be dead
At least there is something thats make the world seem alive.
Now look at that
What a sight to keep as still
Trekking into the wild nature reserve
Light of oxygen filled up my breathing lungs
Drips of water from the wet rainforest
Dropping tears on my dry skin
Curiosity covering hidden trails
Which makes more suspense with nature’s calling
It’s always been autumn season in here
Where snow of leaves covering the paths
Lost into the dreamy forest
With fragrance that pulls me into a high level
The higher I climbed
The more roots i left behind
Im here at the top
I stopped and thanked for the beauty life has in for
So let’s do something to prevent because we cannot stop
Since news say the climate change is threatening the future
Its like a game of more than one
Which involves players rather than individuals
A Cycle that continues
Till the earth stood still
Getting in a line of queue
Where its my turn next after the front person is done
In a mutual conversation
When one speaks yours to listen
In a time to serve the nation
Where his turn prioritise than hers
In a table of manners
Where hers comes first than his
In a short game of soccer
Where the losing team gave theirs who wait a turn to play
In a shift work plan
Where it is our team to take over from another
Life is all about taking turns
We humans take turns so does nature
When the sun shuts to brighten another side of the world
The stars comes up to twinkle their performance for this side of the world to see
Just a number that goes forward.
That never turns back.
Unless you are Benjamin Button.
Embrace the Moment.
Because you only live once.
Where every midnight is a gift you lived.
Fate is your own doing.
It changes every decision you made.
With the running time you have.
As long you have faith, you can let it go.
Dreams can be Real.
Only if you believe it’s possible.
Anything can happen when you try.
These things stays on till you die.
This is the story
In doing things and put it under others
Earn some things that does not truly belong
For what was done
For what was earned
Things did not change
And the story goes on and on
That’s how the story goes.
THE YOUNG INK THAT GOES THROUGH ANYTHING
THAT GOES AROUND
THE EFFORT WE MOVE EVERY SECOND
IF WE PUT IT ON TOO LONG
THE PAPER WILL BE DROWN IN BLACK
HANDWRITTING CAN BE THE BEST OR THE WORST
THE WORST CAN BE JUST BE ASSUMING
AND AMONG THOSE SCRIPTURES ARE THE UNLETTERED ONES THAT ONLY APPEARS IN WISHFUL THINKING
I WRITE SLOWLY TO BE LEGIBLE
BUT SOMETIMES TIME MIGHT NOT BE THERE
TO UNDERSTAND WHAT I JUST WRITTEN
BECAUSE SERVING HAS BEEN DRAINING
HAVE BEEN DRAGGING
JUST SHOW UP TO DO MY BEST
BECAUSE IT HELPS ME RUN AWAY TO PLACES
JUST IN MY MIND OF SPACE
Throw my sorrows into an open sea
Watch the clouds on to different shades of blue
Pay some time to the Earth’s beauty
Sharing the wonders with the kindness of the world
I had it all
Everything I could ever wish for
Although it’s not always the case
I am thankful for what I am given
I played with what I have
I keep what I could save
To the beats of the waves
Washed into the deep