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Four legs
Eyes black with orange circle
Long whiskers
Teeth sharp

Silent tails swirls back and forth
Nose to the ground
The everlasting scent
Food wanted

Dinner on a plate
The smell of flesh the leoperds prey
Hiding in between the trees silently stalcks
Sneaking upoun with silent paws fangs ready
Claws extended

Silently creeps
Inches away flesh sents its nostrils deep
The leopard silent sees its prey
Fangs devour the flesh ,blood spurts to the ground the prey is dead
Roar or the leapord it is feed

I lurke in the depth of caves,Im a chamelon of the water. Im a preener of cat fish in discise. I am his wolf in sheeps clothing. Im sly,sneekey and can change color in a split second. I am small but my attitude is tall.

The hearts flower that resides within us,
like a seed it needs love and nuture,
depending on circumstances can be a minus or a plus,
the right gardener gives the future,

We can blossom like a lilly,
love is long and slender,
at times ever so silly,
but your hearts love always so tender,

Or even that yellow buttercup,
bright in the sun with its shine,
you become hardy and tough,
the gardener will always be thine,

Maybe become the hearts rose,
scented and coloured red,
your gardener rises above all those,
no one else will be in your heart or head,

Beware of the green vine,
tendrils long and strong, they clinger,
love is strong at first but then will die in time,
the green thumb of your gardener will not linger,

Fear the the dreaded weed,
untouched and not cared for,
when not nurtured this is the worst seed,
no gardener will knock on your door,

Solatude of the morn,birds happly swarm around the feeder quietly fluttering,I sit with tea in hand thinking life is grand. White blanket coverd land drifting like sand,dreading the new task at hand. One sip,two sip tea so inviteing and warming to my soul, gee why did it have to snow.

Red is the colour I see when I'm cross and angry
My voice stentorian, like a foghorn that shrills
I could swallow your floor and even more!

Black is the colour I see in the darkness of night
When it's still outside and the silence is loud
I'd feel much safer if I had you by my side

Grey is the colour I see when the day is miserable
When the sun is hidden and it's cold and bitter outside
My world could flip from vibrant to sodden and dull

Green is the colour I see when you're full of envy
You're eyes from their sockets bulge out
And your mouth rumbles like thunder, then froths

But green, lush green too is the colour I see of a verdant meadow
Where the grass blades slice through the purest of air
Freshening the world at morn in dew form

Blue is the colour I see when I survey the sky
When at daytime it's cloudless, I see as far and wide
There in horizon the sky meets the ocean seamlessly.

Yellow is the colour I see of someone else's wife
When her trust is broken and she gets no support
To rebuild and renew the trust she once knew

Orange is the colour I see on a late summer's noon
Where the heat of the day makes the flowers bloom
And their beauty leaps from every pot of terracota

Purple is the colour I see when I read about Royalty
Of palaces and castles, of kings and queens
Of princes and princesses, of lowly commoners

Pink is the colour I see when two hearts unite as one
A phone call, a note, a bunch of flowers or a card
And nothing beats the look of love and treatment right!

Brown is the colour I see in a muddled mind
Neutral is not negative but neither is positive
It's like sitting on a fence, safe but are you living?

White is the colour I see at the rainbow above me
The pots of gold may glow brighter if you're that lucky
But the presence of all colours, is what so far I've seen!

Beautiful melody permeating the air
Instilling precious feelings of joy and
Rapturous bliss that fills me with
Delight and ecstasy as I listen to its
Sweet serenade filling the airwaves
Overwhelming my being with
Nature's soothing music of the
Glorious splendour of birdsong

Trees are sanctuaries
Whoever knows how to speak to them
whoever knows how to listen to them
can learn the truth
They do not preach learning and precepts
they preach
undeterred by particulars
the ancient law of life

When we are stricken
and cannot bear our lives any longer
then a tree has something to say to us:
Be Still! Be Still!
Look at me!
Life is not easy
Life is not difficult
Those are childish thoughts
Let God speak within you
and your thoughts will grow silent
You are anxious because your path
leads away from mother and home
But every step
and every day
lead you back again to the mother
Home is neither here nor there
Home is within you
or home is nowhere at all

You are not familiar with the hardships of solving enigmas
O Beautiful Rose! Perhaps you do not have sublime feelings in your heart
Though you adorn the assembly yet do not participate in its struggles
In life’s assembly I am not endowed with this comfort
In this garden I am the complete orchestra of Longing
And your life is devoid of the warmth of that Longing
To pluck you from the branch is not my custom
This sight is not different from the sight of the
eye which can only see the appearances
Ah! O colourful rose this hand is not one of a tormentor
How can I explain to you that I am not a flower picker
I am not concerned with intricacies of the philosophic eye
Like a lover I see you through the nightingale’s eye
In spite of innumerable tongues you have chosen silence
What is the secret which is concealed in your bosom?
Like me you are also a leaf from the garden of Tur
Far from the garden I am, far from the garden you are
You are content but scattered like fragrance I am
Wounded by the sword of love for search I am
This perturbation of mine a means for fulfillment could be
This torment a source of my intellectual illumination could be
This very frailty of mine the means of strength could be
This mirror of mine envy of the cup of Jam could be
This constant search is a world-illuminating candle
And teaches to the steed of human intellect its gait
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Infinet depth of dark deep secrets,awaiting the flow of explorations of ones eye,gazing into paradise of midnite sky. Sparkeling gems suround as moon light pours through,seducing earth below. Sitting silent awaiting the golden gaze of night to exhale into morning light.

Darkness envelopes
The world
Hidden in the deathps of the night air
The twinkling stars surround
Gliter like diamonds

Some red some violet some blue
Twinkling there rays to me and you
From far and wide we look to the sky
Motionless they trinkle in the night sky
In the cold damp dark sky

Color radiats they light the sky
For me and you