Actions Environment Nature Sunday.

It Was A sunday.

It was a quiet day.
Is it a Sunday?

None walked down the street all day.
No cars hooted during the course of the day.

Nothing to diffuse the serenity of the day
except the rustling of leaves in the alley,
humming a melodious tune to the breezy wave.

No other thing to distract the quietness
except the murmuring of the river with an eagerness
repeating the flow in a sequential liveliness,

None the less the day passed on untainted.
The day folded naturally without being garishly painted.
The serenity released a sombre feeling much awaited

Beauty Experience Inspiration Poem waterfall

The Gleaming Waterfall

falls3Driving through the dense woods
negotiating through the wild bends
getting across the thick bumps
crossing the bushy hurdles
pushing through the scary path
reached a lovely spot
where there was beautiful waterfall.

The water was gleaming silvery.
At places it fell like white flakes.
At others it poured with a force.
It was pure and glossy
carrying with it a medicated concoction
as it came from the forests
which abound with herbs.

Rushed towards the magnificence
treaded noiselessly to the middle
where the flow was mild and cool
stood below the gushing waters
that splashed all through
cleaning the body of its sweat
clearing the soul of its demeaning thoughts.

Experience feelings Interpretation learning Lesson Life Poem

Concluding Commitments

controversyCommitments open a controversy.
bringing in unexpected contradictions
They do enforce an indulgence
which might lead to dissatisfaction.
They do release an impatience
which leads to unsophisticated confrontation.
They do evolve into an unpleasant exchange
which head towards unwanted implications.
Commitments are to be completed
with undue care and tactful recommendations.