Cannibalistic clouds morph into one
all before the rising and setting sun...
The children pick flowers,
that grow during the spring...
The old willow(Haiku)
Head hung in sadness...
Wings of pure beauty,
Fly across the red sunset...
Flowers of different colors looks so nice,
They shows us the real meaning of life...
Inhale the toxins of the last rays of sun.
Beating, beaming, glowing golden shores...
Soothing and sparkling
Refreshing haven...
Wind chime melody
Breezy sunburst sonata...
Rolling thunder echoing in my head
Blue fire lighting up the sky...
Dear Mother, your bounties we disdain
Decapitated mountains, clouds of acid rain...
Moon watches over
in star studded firmament...
The Dew Drop shining among thy 'Touch Me NOt'
How can their leave not shy thy bee away...