Nature is Calling

And we're back to blogger's challenge, 
Blogger's challenge 1: Spring

Nature calls you.

I've been told that lot of times;

And I also thought of that.

Tulips bloom,

Grass gets greener,

The skies are painted with blue hues..

But then I remembered you.

And I remembered what I told you,

I told you what they said,

Nature calls you.

But allow me to tell you something else..

Nature calls you,

While roses wait for you to be picked for the wrong lover,

Dandelions are waiting to be blown to chase your dying wishes,

The clouds are up there for you to remember that the sky is the limit.

Yet again, nature is calling.

I am calling.

Waiting for you to look at me just like how you look at the wrong lover,

Dying to be one of your dying wishes to scream, "I am here!",

Hoping that one day you'll place your hands over mine so we can soar beyond the skies together.

Nature is calling..

I waited and waited.

Dry summer 

Pale autumn 

Bitter winter 

I'm spring now, full of hopes that are starting to wilt.

Finally, I realize that you're deaf when it comes to nature's call.

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Hope and Love

Maitha the Parrot