Lined up but empty,
the tiny wasp nests
clinging onto the underside
of a majestic palm leaf
speak silently of
those sudden n' painful
stings of the past.
A sudden crash! The end of a glorious innings... The sun, the rain and the wind have played their part but no worries, you'll see me back, sometime later, as an eco friendly broom.
The sun has set and darkness is carving out spaces for itself. A curious hand brings something that looks strange. Shh! Can you hear the leaves crying silently, exhibiting symptoms of thirst ? Nature shows its creative bent.
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