Soft nature and its fun

Wild is the nature
To someone frail and pale
Soft and beautiful
To them who worked and won
With all well and ended in sale
To them life is not a game
And fun but real motive
And a due to be paid and
Achieved on time and a little fun
And a long way to run and run
Here comes the fun to them
Who works and learns with all tons
To someone new and very new
To learn; that is how the fun
The name; the name of nature, beauty and fun

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I’m just running

So cool so provoking wind blowing up my face
As if trying to wake me up
But I’m just running along with the train
Blinking and glaring outside not to find anyone
Just glaring

Different stations are passing
Different sellers selling their merchandise
Caring nothing; just glaring
But still trying to find someone
No not but yes, maybe

In return getting nothing but a pinch of delight
Accumulating it just running
So fast so slow sometimes
Breathtaking landscapes, rivers, mountains
Just wonderful

Falling down sun giving me nothing
But a note of unknown happiness

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Am I running from myself?

Am I running from myself?
Am I?
Who can tell me whom am I running from?
Is it me who is a villain of my own self?
Or is it a man in the mirror
Am I running from?
A man who is like me
But has no feelings
Who am I running from?
Knowing one or the other day
I have to face the reality
Whom am I running from?
Whom am I running from?
But I am not cheating myself
Am I?
No I’m not
Then why is it
Am I running from myself?
Who can tell me who am I running from?
Does anybody have answer for that?

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