A few days ago The rain has been falling all day Puddles are all over the ground The sun has not made it's way Only drops of rain make a sound Splashes heard from all directions The animals must be very excited They can drink from many selections Water can make them delighted ©Schizology

Schizology

Most Peaceful place ©Murali

Murali

Good Nature ©Murali

Murali

Want to be like a butterfly, flying beneath an open sky, Playing with flowers, messing with insects, clearly my rivals. I will show off, being beautiful as hell, After all, I have suffered so much in that suffocating shell. Curse or fate, what should I call? About to spread my wings and its already time to fall. Thinking of it, it's not easy to wait for freedom so long, To receive one day's life as my reward. For this life, struggle is the counter to apply, Do I really want to be a butterfly? ©sam

sam

And I never realised that nights were so longer until and unless your shoulders were no more for me to lean on , your presence turned into absence and loving you turned into my obsession yet now I realise that the nights are longer tears are the companions and your memories are my insomniac pills... -NAINA ©Nagashree YS

Nagashree YS

A few days ago The rain has been falling all day Puddles are all over the ground The sun has not made it's way Only drops of rain make a sound Splashes heard from all directions The animals must be very excited They can drink from many selections Water can make them delighted ©Schizology

Schizology

Most Peaceful place ©Murali

Murali

Good Nature ©Murali

Murali

Want to be like a butterfly, flying beneath an open sky, Playing with flowers, messing with insects, clearly my rivals. I will show off, being beautiful as hell, After all, I have suffered so much in that suffocating shell. Curse or fate, what should I call? About to spread my wings and its already time to fall. Thinking of it, it's not easy to wait for freedom so long, To receive one day's life as my reward. For this life, struggle is the counter to apply, Do I really want to be a butterfly? ©sam

sam

And I never realised that nights were so longer until and unless your shoulders were no more for me to lean on , your presence turned into absence and loving you turned into my obsession yet now I realise that the nights are longer tears are the companions and your memories are my insomniac pills... -NAINA ©Nagashree YS

Nagashree YS