Tears of the earth

With the scorched life,
sitting idly above,
the barren land lies,
burnt and forgotten.

O! what have we done to
the realms of nature,
the land raped with greed.

Power and surrender,
two opposite poles,
union with nature,
only comes when,
hallucination sets in.

We want more than
this world's got to offer.

Goodnight!

While i try to stay awake,
in this sub-conscious level,
I sway from angle to angle.

My words if spoken,
are eaten up by my tired body,
Rest assured,
i am on my way to sleep.

Goodnight!

The Old Tree

On a lurch hill,
stands an old giant tree,
Weathered by the years gone by.

I stand in front of it,
to look upon it's mightyness,
Its branches are weak,
but collosal in size.

With the warm wind echoing,
the sound of nature behind,
i stand there amazed.

Its twangled branches,
that interloom with one another,
gives a ghoulish look.

And so here i am,
scared and enjoying,
But a vision i see it,
rocking all the time.

A vision of hope,
for the leaves to grow,
for the leaves to green,
for birds to fly to it,
for people to sit under it.

My old tree!
I hope someday you grow young,
and fantasy, a dream and a wish.

Scoteria : Where the grasses are greener

Humbled am i to see the wishes of our fathers being fulfilled,
to the lush green flieds that emerged from the sweat of our youth,
and the dedication of total perseverance to accomplish those wishes,
The meadows are looming with wild asses,
grazing to glory feed.

Musical girls sing to the clear blue sky that encompasses the green hills below,
ahead the caravan, the horsemen check out for any dangers ahead,
but hark! perils are never experienced or encountered in this area of the land.

Kingdoms come one after the other,
to see the beauty, to rule the beauty and to appreciate the beauty,
Oh! how i envision that darkness never sets,
so as to see the beauty all day and night.

Peaceful and serene it is,
the Romeos and Juliets favor the land,
Juliet tells Romeos, she is impressed for his choice on spots.

And now sadness sets in,
as the sun slowly begins to mitigate below the lush hills,
I can only say that the night will be spent on Scoteria,
painstainkingly counting the stars till dawn.