Beautiful Nature, Poems and Education

"Night of Care"-C. Acharya The first time I saw you, My eye sight blurred. My every breath coughed. The second time i saw you, My legs broke. My heart broke. 'Cause i saw your photo with me all night, 'Cause i stayed outside for you all night, 'Cause I ran across for you all night, 'Cause you did not know my care all night.

"She was different"-C. Acharya Everyone laughed at me, But she didn't..... Everyone looked down on me, But she didn't..... She waited for me, Others didn't..... She cried missing me, Others didn't..... She called me in dark days, Others didn't..... She was different. She was different. Still today I miss her, But she didn't..... She was different?

Poem-Finding Solace We both talk, To each other, Night and day, Dawn and dusk, About the stars, About the mountains, About the Romeo-Juliets, In our beds, In our works, In our leisures, We found solace. Our neighbourhoods burn, The smoke comes, Still we talk, We breath in the love, For each other, Hence we found solace. POET- C. ACHARYA 

Through the Window I woke up to the cool breeze, in a rainy morning, having a wet perfume. While the chirpings of the birds felt so sweet, the orange lights from the window made me pure. I saw the drops of life on the window, having a orange flavour. I saw through the window that it was raining, the sky was orange, the drops were light, as we all like. The tree adjacent to the window looked never so green. While the bloomed flowers of complete colours looked very nice and gave total purity to the atmosphere with it's sweetness. Leaves were swaying to the rhythm of the cool breeze to express what the morning, the rain and the breeze meant to them.  Meanwhile, through the window, on the wet street, i saw a little puppy sitting wet and alone and looking at a mom dog with its pups. He was wondering something, as if he wanted the love, care, guidance, the joy of family. I felt so bad. I wondered if his mom was okay? The feelings of the dog can only be understood by p...

Poem-One Close Moment I remember the day,  when we both were sitting together, with the notebooks opened. It was closer than in my dreams. You were prettier than i imagined. I experienced the sweetness of wind, I was flying above and through the forest in joy, experiencing the wild sounds, the cool air coming through the dancing trees, sound of water dropping on the trees. Very soon the bell rang,  And i saw you running away faster than Usain Bolt, After that day you were bathing, Three times a day,  Three times a day. Poem by-  C. Acharya