The Moon dressed
in all her white glory, stares
down with ever careless gaze, at those
who worship her stark beauty, by looking
upward marking every phase. Her spectral
light doth truly glisten, upon the restless ever
churning sea, as with every waxing ‘n
waning she lives, the tidal waves
follow her focal symmetry.
In the fight for survival
does mankind hold the key?
We stand tall and proud, but what do we see?
As blow after blow brings us to our knees,
power cuts, floods, all deaf to our pleas.
By crying foul to the weather, changed
beyond doubt, we’ve planted
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If we walked a
mile in each others shoes,
would we take more care of the
Would it make us
reflect about others in
plight or would we sleep
easy, no nightmares to
fight. No hunger to stifle,
no thirst to implore,
would we walk a
mile, then one
Posted in About Life..., Awareness, Caring, Humanity, Poem, Questioning, Reality, Reflecting, Self Knowledge
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This Photograph study is courtesy of Arjun,
His photo’s are reflections of life
and truly capture the imagination.
and we die
but in between,
of life to be seen.
This photo taken,
of a man looking back,
his expression caught by a
silent attack. What is he thinking,
on what does he ponder as he looks to
the lens, no sign of wonder.
“Here am I,
here I stand,
my life written
by a pitiless hand.
Lines, careworn I show,
my mouth, held firmly just so.
I live, I love, and share my pain too,
as you stare at me, I stare back steadily,
Posted in About Life..., Ageing, Camera, Eyes, Imagination, Photo's, Poem, Thoughts
Tagged About Life, Ageing, Camera, Imagination, Photo's, Poem, Thoughts
Perched high on a crag,
legs poised to spring,
hearts beating wildly
as we take to the wing
catching warm thermals,
to float on thin air,
taking breath quickly,
hardly any to spare
Now is the time,
wings spread out wide
a smooth operation,
to bank as we glide.
Flowing the motion,
as fluidity is key,
we land, we devour, for Vultures we be…
Rüppell’s Vulture or Rüppell’s Griffon Vulture (Gyps rueppellii) is a large vulture that occurs throughout the Sahel region of central Africa. The current population of 30,000 is decreasing due to loss of habitat and other factors. Rüppell’s Vulture is named in honour of Eduard Rüppell, a 19th-century German explorer, collector, and zoologist. Rüppell’s Vulture is considered to be the highest-flying bird, with confirmed evidence of a flight at an altitude of 11,300 m (37,000 ft) above sea level.