Back to senses

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 To dwell around in the forest 

Feet touching the damp ground 

Dew, branches, bark and leaves 

No one around to watch 

Except the little birds and animals 



The faint sound of a faraway stream  

The skittering of other tiny ground dwellers 

The crunch of branches, bark and leaves 

The crickets' chirp and cicadas         buzz and click


Almost like petrichore 

Humidity all around 

The smell of damp branches, bark and leaves 

titilating the soul 





Forest berries

Red, black and blue 

Sweet and tart jointly 

Viscous golden juice drips 


A flicker of light

Leading down a path 

Through branches, bark and leaves 

A flicker now a brilliant ring



Dancing about in a clearing  

Body and mind as one 

A little fairy with diaphonous wings 







A little something about our five beautiful senses this time. :) 

- T. Kinjala 

Picture credits : pinterest 

Comments

  1. Finaz AliMay 22, 2021 at 3:06 AM

    Wow!!

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  2. Aisiri GirishMay 22, 2021 at 3:25 AM

    This is soo niceee,,, it's so different!!!

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  3. UnknownMay 22, 2021 at 4:26 AM

    Its really beautiful 😊

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  4. Akshar k anilMay 22, 2021 at 5:50 AM

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  5. ShriyaMay 22, 2021 at 10:47 AM

    Dude this is just beautiful. The fairy bit just made it ten times better.

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  6. RevaMay 22, 2021 at 9:32 PM

    I LOVE THIS SM I CAN IMAGINE EVERY SINGLE THING.

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  7. RevaMay 22, 2021 at 9:32 PM

    I LOVE THIS SM I CAN IMAGINE EVERY SINGLE THING.

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  8. Deepa SrinivasanJuly 16, 2023 at 10:52 AM

    Very pleasantly felt kinju. Keep moving...

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