Poem- '82 Avenue Lagrange'

82 Avenue Lagrange

"The address I called home..

Autumn, winter, spring and summer..

I saw it in every garb..

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The wooden stairs creaked so much at first..

But then it felt like a familiar hum..

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The quiet riverside..
The bridge..

The stealthily flowing water..

The rustling leaves with soft breeze..

I could hear it all like in a mesmirizing trance..

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As I walk on the same street..

I ponder..

When did this unknown address

turn into a place so dear..

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The cargo ships..

The restaurant on the boat..

The lush big green trees..

The sunset through my window..

The riverview from the balcony..

A delight to the eyes..

It had a character of its own..

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The house became a home in a matter of time..

Faraway from a land I call home."

-  D. Shakti

Poem - "A girl from the mountains"

"Im a girl from the mountains..

green trees..

fresh air..

limitless sky..

the sheer immensity of nature..

makes me feel alive..

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Im a girl from the mountains..

wooden houses..

cobbled streets..

simple smiles..

cold breeze..

that shine in the eyes..

makes me feel at home.. . .

Im a girl from the mountains..

the slopes..

that carefree running up and down the hills..

the wintery chill..

the foggy views..

brings me back to life..

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Im a girl from the mountains..

deep breaths..

tippy tap of raindrops..

chirpy birds..

the serenity of it all..

makes me nostalgic..

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Im a girl from the mountains..

Im a girl from the mountains.."

- D.Shakti