Crane birds flock,
even around cattle
for survival
Saturday, February 26, 2022
Friday, February 18, 2022
Don't Know How
Afar, the sky bends down
towards the mighty ocean
where horizon looks calm
Journey towards the shore
how do waves become wild…
Mild breeze whispers to
colorful petals,
butterfly wings
How does it turn violent
twisting branches and twigs…
I don’t know how does a
kind smile, soft words
bury under
By anger, the rude
in a short while…
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