The vast expanse of land whispered its emptiness,
The loneliness was grand, the earth was homeless.
The green shurbs filled the eyesight with some brightness,
The breeze kissed the greenery with cuteness.
The view was divine, it had a seductive call,
The sensitivity was alkaline, the pleasure felt like alcohol.
Nature had its own soul, all eyes would’ve been enthralled,
No man saw the magic, their sights had a stonewall.
– Muzaffar Ahmed