Nature’s kingdom valley and its hills seem to be vigilant, A breeze from the ocean’s breeze can be felt; and, Tall trees are now
Deep peach remnant of the morning Sinking below the far ridge Dragging a warm blanket across the lake Leaving a trail of gold dust
Oh,mother Nature In contaminated water and air in acid rain to the dramatic appeal to a planet who “slowly dies” and who irresponsibly and
Three wings, two brownish white blacks and three purplish tails, All on the fading green pitch, Forming a formation that had no form.
Even though i found my body happily smiling each morning, There is something missing. I pluck my sorrow on a daytime; After then i
As the day comes, night’s slain So does the sun when it rains For every soul that lives comes death Shoved in a six-feet
The sight of the moon often leaves me breathless, It’s beautiful in its own unique way, Because such beauty leaves me feeling hopeless, As
Alas !, the man is here, living changer of humans. Animals shudder over there Dearth and draught are the horns African winter looming I
Taking up my drawing board, seeking solace in painting what’s broad. Thinking of the most beautiful colors, seeing the world around in its splendour.
The sun peeping through the trees watched the river sing happily The wind got motivated; got it bands ready The dry leaves at the