Friday, July 10, 2020

Poem- Nature

 The hills are aflame with lush green

The clouds carried blue dreams. 


Windows veiled the reality

Temperature is set at 22 degrees Celsius

Switch on the system

Reboot. Update. Support system. P1.P2.P3

The hills are lulled by moonlight

The clouds are crawled in darkness

She was drunken in black caffeine

She stared at the screen that showed

her the dream; the hills. 


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