The Callosum Moor

Calls me all the more To the enriching greenary Smothering every evil germinating With every lash of cheating Under its looks, so mesmerizing. As far as my sight could reach The serene look rules high Compositly filling every emptiness That once became my crowning prince Menacing my life with its jigsaw sketch. Admiring the glorious creation I never knew how fast time flew Embracing the adieuing sun With perfect blend of orange and crimson Kissing the elegant green at horizon. Soul feels blessed to witness The wondrous mixture of colours Far far away from world drenched in clumsiness I take a niche in nature unique Hugging the peace I always wished. Bouts of happiness Is though little in quantity Works miracles within fractions. The life that seemed hopeless Suddenly breathes life awesome Forgetting all that was painful. Bouts of happiness Is the scintillating gold in us The treasure so precious. Even though very very old Turning the pages, deep down burried Often brings smile whatever be our milleu background. Jouissance is always evergreen Treasuring them is greatest benefaction. Written on 27 May 2020.10: 43 am.