Anatomy embellished with RAINBOW costumes
but tangled with SHAM
it covered the soul and it MUCILAGED with CICATRIX it blemished all.
Our souls are WEIRY and ARID NOW
“We need NATURE. We 'need MAGIC”
“We need ADVENTURE. We need FREEDOM”
“We need TRUTH. We need naked EYES”
We don’t need surplus sleep. Dose enough but a long lazy bed may lead to PROCRASTINATION.
I have to wake up as a leaf. The way falls at one season but rebegins at another season at the same place.
I Restart not from Branches but from ROOTS
definitely Here all I need is a break from all the noise.
want to breathe clean air, want to swim in clean water to moist my MUGGY Soul
I want to sit on the PORCH of an old cabin with running STRAINS but not with running MUSINGS Moreover, I listen to the STILLNESS.