Longing for me to become us
Sighing at the lights and song Weaving the world’s lights Sighing at the beautiful scenery Who will enjoy it with me? People come and people go You and I look...
Those were the days.
Reminiscing childhood life, days were carefree. Mess was encouraged, faults were forgiven. Despite told what not to do, imagination was spree. Those were the days, almost forgotten. . . ....
April Love
April of last year taught us to be cautious, in the dark didn’t know what’s expected. Anxiety, confused, isolated, and daunting, prepare for the worst the world’s calling. . April...
What I saw.
Pastel blue ground, with touch of smoggy cotton plants. Trees line up in parallel, whilst withered leaves descent gracefully. Bright green, yellow and brown-coloured, like confetti sprawled on the ground....
Hey, August.
You were here when I came into this world. Like the sun, often inviting. Like a lion, roars like there is no other. A woman of substance, not easily impressed....
Morning X.
Morning sun rises, with pride and confidence. Dawn chorus is heard, as Robins defend their territory. Sleepy snail grapples, for extra minutes. Dragging his muscular foot, to begin the day....
I forgot how it was like.
182 days has passed. I forgot how it was like. Waking up in a concrete world, when peeping on neighbour was just a window away. I forgot how it was...
The wildflowers.
Puffy clouds vaguely gather above horizon, hinder roaring sun from reaching ground. Wildflowers spread out in bouquet across meadow, proudly stand out against the gloom. Photo by chefswifediary
Landscape Capture
Lake rippled just as cloud splattered, the sun has just made everything better. Photo by chefswifediary
1st of May
Spring came and soon to go. 1st of May it is today tweet reminds so. Perhaps labour day, perhaps a new day. Perhaps a new chapter, for us to create....