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Rated: E · Poetry · Environment · #2228650
Nature of beauty.

Rambling through the forest with my blood,
Blood of mine, fills the way with flood.

Plants and trees have my blood in their vein,
Souls depart from them, when I drain.

Womb of mine, carries umpteen lives;
Beauty glows, when life in my womb dives.

Little kids of mine dance and swim,
I am filled with liquid sans rim.

My little voyage toward the sea,
Mist in the wind carries shivers sans see.

Leaves and flowers float on me,
I resemble the nature fair and free.

Animals and birds are my kith and kin,
Speaking beings turned me ugly, Is it my sin?

Traveling from the heights with flowing sound,
My white diamond blood touches the ground.

As I flow, everyone glows with soothing shiver,
Nature sings melody to me, I am her lovable river.
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