She Repeats Herself Unconditionally

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Boring..day and night
As we labour and strive..
Sorrow..ever shadows joy
Any time, any way, any side..
Daunts to fill her with unease
Joy is not joyous
Life is boring

But

Every day and night
Her every attire and colour
Scented with beateous splendor
Brings me Heaven and the nectar
I drown in her..fade in her
And entranced when embraced
She is.. vast and delectable
Nature
Life is not boring

Indira Renganathan

Thursday, March 23, 2017

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Zakir Hussain Haidary 25 March 2017

really a beautiful one

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Indira Renganathan 27 March 2017

Thank you Zakir Hussain Haidary

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Kumarmani Mahakul 23 March 2017

While we feel bore whole day and night at that time we depend on nature to refresh mind. Nature gifts heavenly nectar to us. Life is not at all boring in lap of nature. Very thoughtful poem is shared....10

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Indira Renganathan 23 March 2017

Thank you Kumar....I value your comments highly

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