Nature

Nature

In the
desert

All alone
got no
food no
water

Know not
what happened
to you

A flower
a while
back

With the
richness of
the palace

The Journey
of Unknown

Brings you
to death

You wonder
for a
while

To no
avail

And then
the walk
begins

For Life
and your
Soul

No oasis,
no shrubs

The skin
all gone

Blood becomes
clots

On which
you rub

Your tryst
with Nature

Caution: This might be all theory

 

 

 

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