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Running to the mountains
I glare at waving peaks
Sailing on misty clouds
Solitude that I seek
Fog plays mischief
In the winking light of sun
Embracing those glorious heights
I dare to play fear none
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- Prompt Nights - To Travel Is To Take A Journey Into Yourself
- Imaginary Garden - The Tuesday Platform
- dVerse - Take Me Along
Whistles!!! ❤💜 This is absolutely gorgeous writing, Anusha :D love the images here especially 'Fog plays mischief in the winking light of sun' just brings a huge smile on my face :D Beautifully executed! Thank you so much for participating at Prompt Nights and for your constant love and support ❤💜
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Sanaa
I do love the mountains... love the play here.
ReplyDeleteAh yes, mountains. There's just... something about them!
ReplyDeleteOh I do love the mountains! And I especially love these lines:
ReplyDelete"Fog plays mischief
In the winking light of sun"
Well done and thanks so much for sharing with dVerse for the "travel promp!" :)
What a blessing to fear none.
ReplyDeleteI, too, love the mountains.
What better to play with nature in all her forms to be happy even when she tricks you. A really beautiful poem!
ReplyDeleteI felt this emotion too this week...(much to the embarrassment of others)during an intense thunderstorm I ran out of our meeting into the carpark to dance barefoot in the rain :D XXX
ReplyDeletegorgeous writing
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