I wondered how,
The waterfall is still,
His cause of chuckle,
"The water stream",
She is abandoning him,
Cascading down,
He would sigh,
May feel desolated,
Perhaps both,
But this lover never,
Accuses his princess,
A glimpse of nature's extremeness
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And again this feeling,
A few of a million plants,
Wait and wait and wait,
To inlay his affection,
In a single blossom,
For the entire life,
And embrace under the softest intimacy,
When that stunner-queen,
Get vanished on his stem,
He has no more feelings,
And no more floral wishes,
They are just suppressed,
He is satisfied,
A bit of a Nobel's life
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Nature possesses those phenomena,
Durable and wise,
Even in a state of,
Being unable to think,
Humans we are,
A conceivable mind we have,
Tune that mind to feel this beauty,
How unpleasant it is,
To hate the one you,
Gave your melted heart,
Once in this journey,
And to cheat on her,
When she isn't alive,
To see the contrary,
Oh! if you don't do so,
What a sacred lover you are!
About the Creator
Esala Gunathilake
I am an enthusiastic writer who feel the sense of humanity. Thus, I can write stanzas, short stories, novels, articles and blogs as well. I am a blog contributor for the Ananda College Engineer's Ink student chapter website.
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