Voice Of The River

Enchanted Forest Queensland, Australia Photograph: Kevin De Vree

Life is how we see it

Man in the wood :it is hard to go there is shrubs and bushes thorns and pebbls

Wood : I am providing you canopy of shades protecting you from scorching sun

Man in the desert: it is hard to go there is scorching sun no shade.

Desert : Do n't looose heart i am giving you endurance and resillience.

Man on the land: it is hard to go path is bumpy full of mud and dust

Land: O sweet lad i am providing softness to your legs, cool wind beautiful scenery.

Man in the sea: It is hard to go tides are high sea is vast and lonely ness all around

Sea: O man can't you admire cool gentle winds, singing of albatross, dancing of fish

Poetic Society

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Betrayal: You begin to loose trust ,it is the bad impact of betrayal but worst is something dies inside you and that is your innocence

People's opinion are dangerous if you don't know yourself.They are like colourful sunglasses which make the world visible but in the colour which others want you to see

Far away in the cold west

There lives a pair of bird in their nest

The couple were young when they met

Fell in love at their first date

It has been several year of their courtship

But not able to give warmth to their relationship

Every year mother hatches the egg with hope

To give birth to healthy babies and nurture them to make a flock

But the nature was harsh and weather was cold

Chicks die when they became little old

There was no end to the mother pain

Life seems to be burden, all efforts in vain

One day the couple felt warm wind from the east.

We should fly to the land decided the beast

Other birds stopped warn them of the danger

It is very mad to venture a place so stranger

Couple heard no one, flew towards the wind

Hoping that one day their agony will come to end

Flew for several months braving the cold weather

Traveling across several seas and mountain has weakened their feathers.

There was a mighty mountain before the last post

Flew with utmost strength to beat the mighty ghost

Their wings got broken body fell from the sky

Reached to the destination,no need to fly.

It is said that every year flock of bird from west

Fly across the mountain to show them respect.

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POET SOCIETY

Geting disturbed by negative thought.

Relax, take a deep breath and remember your personality is greater than any thought.

UNITY OF SPIRIT

Though come black and white rich and pauper,elite and down trodden,big and small merge into each other,there is no difference remain at all.

Is black is black and white is white

There is something else deep inside

There is energy, motion, feeling emotion

Which dissolves into unity of superconscious notion

If all is same and nothing is different then why there is so much hindrance

Why white envy black and birth determines fate.

How taller becomes superior than small

Is it natural or rule of dominance where one fits all.

Is day seems brighter if there will be no night

Will there be relevance of dark if there is no white.

What we see what we percieve what we express are they real or illusion.

Do Our mind think is right or it is mere dillusion.

Fragrance of the flower chirping of the bird babble of the river,light of the sun. They are not different they are one.

There went the shepherd climbing mountainous land.He has nothing to accompany him but herds of lamb.

He has found solace in his solitude.

There is no shepherd there is no lamb.

Duckling, fawn, lion cub all are different and all are same.

Only the wise will embrace the truth who has knowledge of the gem.