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Through the Window


I sat near a window,

Looked down below,

I saw heads many,

Some with  hair black,

Others shining bald.

 

I peeped out of the window,

Looked down below,

I saw figures in  clones

Some  a bag of bones,

Others a  mountain of  fleshy  tones.

 

I stared  through  the window,

Looked down below,

I saw movements apart

Some  making a  hurried depart,

Others entering  from various parts.

 

I  gazed  through  the window,

Looking down below,

I saw  interactions varied,

Some gesturing torrid,

Others gesticulating  horrid.

 

I bent  towards the window,

Looking down below,

I saw the world in a shadow ,

Enacting a beautiful tableau,

Proposing a calibre   pseudo.

 

 

 

 

 

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Up above the Hills


Driving through undulation.

Crossing the vegetation,

Negotiating the rude  turns,

Breaking through the thorny  ferns,

  We went up above the hills

It was sombre sweet,

Birds chirping a gentle tweet,

 Gleefully whisked along the way,

 Benevolently carried away in  sway,

 We went up above the hills.

 

 

It was refreshing smart,

With breeze blowing aloft,

 Aromatic fragrance spreading across,

Caressingly lifting the nostrils to a gross,

 We went up above the hills.

 

 

It was  green,

Full of sheen,

Layers of lush trail,

Lay freely without bail,

 We went up above the hills.

 

 

It was picturesque,

Never was it  grotesque,

Throwing a colourful hue,

Glowing under a lovely blue,

We went up above the hills.

 

 

It was  totally fresh,

There was no rude brush,

Rendering a breathlessness,

Inducing a  togetherness,

We went up above the hills.

 

 

It was  Nature , pristine nature,

It was a  feature, delightful feature,

The grace was infinite,

The exuberance  was never  too finite,

We went up above the hills.