Hello everyone
It's been a while since I have posted anything.
While I was clearing my almirah I found old things of mine that I had created in the yesteryears. You feel so nostalgic when you view such things also you laugh at the fact that you once thought of such things and created them.
I always laugh when I read my old diary or letters I had written a few years ago. In that moment you also realise the value of time and how it is so fast. Also, while you are sifting through the sands of past (my father told me this line and I fell in love with it ever since) you become grateful and thankful of what you've done, people who have helped you learn those things and it keeps you grounded.
Once a while I recommend everyone to go through old memories and be thankful for them occuring in your life. It will help you be proud of your life and help you be more grateful for it.
On that note I present you with a poem that I wrote 5 years ago which I discovered yesterday while I was checking my old diary. I love rhymes and rhythm and this poem surely depicts this. Hope you like it.
THE BEAUTY OF NIGHT
By the trees
I sit in peace
I love the starry sky
The moon up so high
By the trees
I sit in peace
I love the starry sky
The moon up so high
I love the breeze
So cold and in ease
I sit in the freshly moaned grass
I can feel its mass
So cold and in ease
I sit in the freshly moaned grass
I can feel its mass
I lie above some leaves
Thinking of chirtmas eves
I go in my dreams
I see trees, flowers that gleam
I slowly put my legs in the river by
The beauty of night i enjoy.
Thinking of chirtmas eves
I go in my dreams
I see trees, flowers that gleam
I slowly put my legs in the river by
The beauty of night i enjoy.
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