Stand amongst a pinetum, Stay quiet,
Listen.
Indeed, they speak
Whisper and rustle.
December burns
Crisp and crackles
Leaves fall
Surround their castle.
Shhh don't speak
Just breathe...
Wait
Hear secrets trickle
To those
With nature's passion.
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nice!! it says a lot of how i feel about nature. particularly trees... there's something moving about them... particulary the great big ones... they've seen so much... and they live... if they could speak just imagine...
Did you write this?
But they do speak! Follow the instructions ;)
Yes, I'm not too happy with the last line though...
Bhaji-Jaan!
Aap ne naam change kar diya?!!
Lol, jee haan! Ab behtar hai, hayna? :P
Salam
er :-/ ...
Kuch samaj nai aaya yaaar?! #;-)
Lol...yes, I did, it's better now, isnt it?
:P
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