Best Naturelonely Poems
The lonely roads do not care
Its my fantasies and hopes
That rise and fall
Like the boundless grounds
Trees embracing the slithering concrete
Gives way to the peeping sun
And my squinting eyes
Engaged in a sword fight
With the sparkling between the leaves
The dust as oxygen
And happiness in abundance
"Adventurer's Neverland!"
My soul cries out loud..
Mother Nature's deepest curves
Beyond the reach of the mortal world
My insatiable spirit wanders on wheels
Feeling green,
Feeling blue,
Feeling beauty
And feeling pain
When the lonely roads do not care
Uninvited trooper I am,my dear
Welcomed with the insanity of an unknown fear
When I ask for a hand to own
Mother Nature smiles..
She bathes in the lakes of Her ego,
Softening the soil that caress my ride
She lays naked
With Her highness to protect me,
And the valleys filled with warmth
Singing the melody like the Sirens lure
Intoxicated, the wounded pirate from the city
My soul treads stealthily into the world of the worlds
Sweet fragrance of Mother Earth
Drugs my heart and blinds my conscience
I peel my wraps off my flesh and bones
To merge in the grains of sand
The sands of time
Enslaved from the rocks of Her heart,
Omnipotent garlands swaying in pride
The sky reaches the lush greens and smiles
When it sees the reflection on the sunny lakes
Its a Biker's Paradise!
The puerile ecstasy
Like rain,
Fills my "Abyss of Want"
I find my being
In Mother Nature's Heart.
On my wheels, I sing out loud
" The roads do not care,
The trees do not share..
In my selfish maze
Its my faith in praise
I swoon, I swim, I fly, I cry
I am Me,
I am Her
In the Adventurer's Neverland!"
Little lonely cloud
Drifting through the sky
A thin gray shroud thrown over it
Perhaps it has died
The sky a beautiful blue
And not its normal hue
And how did a cloud
With a shroud
Ever find you?
You were sitting under trees
Watching the bees
Right by the seas
The sky was blue
There was no other but you
Now that lonely cloud
That had a shroud
Became a happy little thing, and
As your eyes touched the skies
Dreams were no longer lies…
Somewhere in September
where misty dewdrops fall
where pine trees bow to gloomy skies
I hear a lonely call
Somewhere in September
an emptiness lies
where hollow winds and saddened clouds
fill the weeping skies
Somewhere in September
I find a lonely pain
Something in September
I never could explain
Parched dried up desert
Allows cactus to grow in lonely spot
Giving life sustaining liquid
Or Maybe for true Haiku:
Parched dried desert.
Cactus grows in lonely spot.
Liquid sustenance.
Thank you Raul!!!