When the apparently elongated life
Is shortened into some moments, a few hours,
Sleep come not in my eyes.
After little an hour night will fall;
God cast the bad Angels into the inferno of fire
The emblem of Goodness did not let the Bad to touch Him
For there would be no difference between Good and Bad
From that very day He taught us the greatest hatred for Bad.
Here eucalyptus stands straight
Raising heads towards azure,
And skin peeled off, patulous boughs, flavescent in homely gloaming.
Here I can sit beside a brake and write,
They say He controls your heart,
somebody says the heart is your won,
They say love, Nature all are the Figment of mind.
The brag could not bring me peace,
Here the weather is sunny
No work today,
I play on my phone gleeful way.
There in my home it rains galore.