Beautiful Nature, Poems and Education

Through the Window I woke up to the cool breeze, in a rainy morning, having a wet perfume. While the chirpings of birds felt so sweet, the orange lights from window made me pure. I saw drops of life on the window, having orange flavour. I saw through the window that it was raining, sky was creamy orange, the drops were light, as we all like. The tree adjacent to window looked never so green. While the bloomed flowers of complete colours looked exquisite, giving total purity to atmosphere with it's ambrosia. Leaves were swaying to the rhythm of zephyr to express what the dayspring, the mizzle and sunshower meant. Meanwhile, through the window, on humid boulevard, i saw a little puppy sitting wet and alone, looking at a mom dog with its pups. He was wondering, as if he craved the love, care, guidance and joy of family. I felt dejected as I looked at the forsaken pup. I wondered if his mom was okay. The feelings of the dog can only be understood by people who already felt it, very d...

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...