Crisp cold disdains the power of land;
Ferocious earth, an unscathed seed and a sun- burned hand.
Inherent reminiscence arrives uninvited.
Earth bows, then turns to rest.
Fruit flourishes out of a bloom!
Magnitude appears with the dusk.
Up there, in horizon, day and night collide.
Down here, on earth, it echoes like a thud!
Far, very far, sky and earth connect.
The magnificent colors are without defect.
Azure is blue, orange is red.
In the quarrel of sun and moon, no one has won.
A single delicate bloom of a fruit tree,
Graces the governing dusk like a dream.
Any breather brings joy and sorrow.
Tangible entity praises today and eternity.
Tragedy is not the beginning, but the end!
Dire sound of awareness kills the mood!
When disappointment is at the rise,
The good earth takes us all by surprise!!!
[ Ellie ]
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Oh, you sleepless night-
How I love to be part of you;
Where all cafes howls-
My name, my heart!
I hear hiccups of streets.
Shadows are long, they stretch on walls!
So much noise!
All must (s) can’t cut!
I don’t think of all must not!
My heart aches, insomnia, sorrow;
Of the nights of no dreams;
To the house of panic and horror! …
[ Ellie ]
The pictures are from bing.com…