Monday, December 31, 2012

Poem 616. Tourist

                                                                   Tourist
One day I was hearing the sweet sound of river it was refreshing and so touching to my heart and
My thinking from inside my mind and in my world I use to love to sit near those rivers which are so cool
And pure those rivers have that beauty which will touch our world river will look so beautiful and
Nice and lovely in this world that river looked so perfect and have transparent look inside it which
Will look so good for this world I just use to feel that I can hear slowly rhythm of that river when
I hear slowly that voice inside my world I feel just one thing from my mind and my world that this
River will have that sound which will touch my thoughts and my world I feel just those touch of
Perfect pleasure when those rivers touch me on any part I feel as if I am in heaven those rivers have
That power which will take me away from all problems inside world so I just want to sit near that
River without any interference of this world because those rivers have so pleasant feeling inside my
Mind and my world I just love to touch that water from that river I just like to see my hands inside
That water in my world on every moment I just feel one thing inside my world that those river have
So nice tides and so nice touch inside world that when I look at that river I feel beauty of that
Pleasant sort of river of this world when I watch that river I just use to think that it is my most
Precious treasure after all I have found out that river on which no one ever come and it's always
That way for me inside my world it was only me and my river so I just like to chat from my heart
On every moment to that river I know that this river can't tell me but still I just chat with my heart
So no one can hear that world so on every moment inside my world I just feel one thought from
Every angle that those pleasant chats of heart are something touching my mind and my world
But still on every moment I just feel one thought from my world that this river have heaven
Just for me in my world because even those birds which use to come on that shore doesn't look
At all scared to see me inside their world they just use to sit there and use to make perfect all
My dreams about world after all seeing bird in such a little distance is most precious gift for
My thinking and my world after all those rivers have that nice look of world which is pleasant for
My thinking and my world I feel that river have that beauty inside it which will look so perfect
For my thinking and my world after all that river will look totally perfect inside our world but
Then that river will look so nice and pleasant inside world it will look so nice inside our world
But then those days one day become over but then sometimes inside world that river will look
So good inside our world so those river will look so good and pleasant for my world but when
I saw other person I just feel anger rise inside my world because those people are chatting so
Loudly that it will be no longer just me and my river I began to feel people will call me stupid
If I keep looking at that river so I can no longer chat with that river because there was too much
Noise inside that world I just hated when I see those noise which began to come around my river
I just hate it when they took away from our thinking and our world so then I feel just one
Thing inside my mind how can they make so noise and disturb my world after all those rivers
Which will look so nice inside our world those rivers will have side effect inside our world so
Then I feel that this river will look totally wrong for my thoughts and my world I feel that this
River will look so good for our thinking and our world but then those rivers will look so good
And cool for our world after all that river will not look that nice inside world after all this river
Will be totally wrong for that noise inside world but then I feel just one thing from our world
But then some boys was selling peanuts to that people I just see eagerness inside our world but
I just never understand that those things are totally wrong inside world I feel that those boys
Which are part of that world never tried to look so loud noisy in that world then when I ask
That boy who are those people then it will look so wrong to that boy in this world I feel just one
Thing from our mind on every moment inside our world I feel one thing from my mind and
Those world which have some sort of thoughts inside our world I feel just one thing from
My mind and from my world that those people who are so important to that boy which are
For me just loud voices that destroyed my world I just feel one thought from my world but
Then that boy told that they are just like me tourist in that spot and just like me they are enjoying
Nature so in that natives eyes we are enjoying their world so how easily we began to feel that
We have right on every point of that world so then I feel just one thing from our world then
I feel that those tourist which are so important inside our world because those places never
Belong to us on every moment inside our world so then I feel just one thing in this world
I feel that even when we are tourist we get possessive about that place inside this world then
I feel just one thing from thoughts and from thinking of world that we are also just tourist
In this world which is created by god and we are possessive still we are nothing but tourist of world.

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