#intothewild

Downstream in the mid of the brook, suddenly something stopped. No music, no gushing notes, no bubbles. All muted.
PLOP!
Her eyes widened. A dream had fallen out of her eyes on the surface of stagnant time. Her kohled eyelids parted after a damp blink. She saw her shining shoulder in the reflection downstream. Her hair was nicely done, as he would want them to be. Slipping strands over her velvety skin, pecked her heart.

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Through my Window Seat

I decided to travel the world
I pack my stuff
And check my phone...
I sit along the window side
Watching the faces,
Watching the trees
Lukin out and feeling the breeze

Clicked the sunset picture
& clicked the dancing trees
I admire the people around
Having dreams in their eyes

& finally I got the answer
Some run for the name and
Some for the money
No one here enjoys journey

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सफर वोह हैं जो, बिना किसीको याद किए, एक सफर पर चल पड़ना। बोहोत खुशमिजाज होते है जो लोग, अकेले सफर पर चल पड़ते हैं। ना कोई पहचान, ना कोई अपनो की तस्वीर। बस एक ख्वाहिश।

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Into the wild
we women escape
from wolves
in human bodysuits.
Sometimes we get lost
in the wild,
sometimes we become
one of the wild.

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#intothewild

The conclusion



The gush of love from her veins, the warmth of pulse from her heart, the twitch of glint from her eyes; all flow down making way through the leaves to the soil. Her being is one with mother nature now. She turns as though a photograph. Eternal! Silenced!

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You were not my dream,
But you became my reality,
Sharing my life with you,
Carried my Nature
Far...far into the wild...

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Into The Wild

It is said, 'history repeats itself,' the present social scenario
is the witness of this statement, the gradual transformation of the civilized world in the barbarian trends, reminds us the days, while humans lived into the wild. Before, the complete transformation takes place, let's stand together to change this phase.

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"I saw colours on the sky
and ended up
remembering how you stole
them from my life!"

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Into the wild
under the canopy of nature.
Thoughts get catalysed
by the stillness
of moonlight.

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