Beautiful Nature, Poems and Education

"Through the Past"- C. Acharya I took him for silence, He broke it by my side. I wanted to show him, My beautiful house. It's quite a surprise, He didn't come inside. The responsibilities, Just took us all apart. I doubted his memory, But he came through the past.

"Where did my loving friend go?"- C. Acharya He gave me water, On a small bowl, Big enough to swim and clean. He watched me enjoying, Through the window, Hiding not to scare me. Water tasted richer, But now its bitter. Bowl with emptiness, Scarcity of his breath. My chirps not replied. Do you know, Where did my loving friend go? Where did my loving friend go?