O my lord,
When I die,
This body may rest in the womb of the mother earth,
I fall gracefully, how a ripened fruit do
fall from the tree.
The ripened fruit fall gracefully with gratitude
towards the mother, the tree, which bore the
fruit and great full to the soil for providing all
the nourishment and the life.
Finally, the ripened fruit gracefully merge into
the soil to become soil and to nourish other life.
Live gracefully, o my soul!

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Cheers to the missing memories,
we never made really
Except in mind or in conversation
with someone.

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Oh love,
I breath, the life given by you
I lost myself in your tender kindness.
You nurtured me, my love.
I bow down to salute you,
You kindly hold me in your arms.

The problem is not the ignorance, but inaction.
There is a saying in search of gold,
someone lost the diamond.
Let not be that ignorant lad,
Let's be part of the action
before losing the most precious things.
We can't be replace few things!
#savesoilmovement

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I heard that we judge others based on their actions. And we judge ourselves based on our thoughts. It is really impressive to understand this. We may judged and criticised other people, govt and importantly sometimes our previous generations for not taking the view of the long term consequences and proper right actions. It's our turn to chose and take an action, to express that we care our environment and mother earth.
It is our turn to be part in the global ecological movement #savesoil
The lack of organic content turns soil into sand, leading to food crisis, water scarcity, loss of bio diversity, climate change, loss of livelihood, conflict and migration.

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Nothing matters much
As much as I imagined!

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Hii....
Hi....
How is your day?
Yeah, so so...

Few days later...
.
.
The end!

One day you may understand that
Getting a reply to your messages from them
is different from getting a message before
you do. After that most of the things may change.

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After a long time,
Few words from her.
I replied thanks.

Everything stumbled
Hundreds of thoughts and bunch of emotions
Most of my demons came back to say hi again as visitors

Why? what? Are you okay?
You are that and this... offensive and defensive
I send my visitors off with tired crying heart
But not the vibes they brought ...

Should I tell?
Forget it!

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Would you like to stay?
....
May be not liked to stay,
but if you don't let me go
it just hurt you more.
Just fly with your wings wide open,
Not with my weight.

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I wanted to wash away all your memories in my heart
Through my tears.
After,
May be I afraid to forget you completely!
Suddenly,I hold my tears back.
Memories are ceased but with thorns.

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I kept my wings as a secret
Don't ask me why
I know, I don't know
I said this is me
But why?

I fly through the hidden lines
I fell down in the light
But I know it's dark
Still a sigh of relief with painful to be in the crowd

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