LA POESIE DE LA VIE

  ONCE UPON A TIME, I LIVED BENEATH A TREE OF LIME. EVERY NIGHT, WHEN I LOOKED OUTSIDE, A STRANGE AND EERIE LIGHT WOULD SHINE. ONCE UPON A TIME, I LIVED BENEATH A TREE OF LIME. THERE STOOD A HOUSE, FULL OF LOVE AND PSYCH, BUT AT NIGHT, I'D HEAR A PIERCING SCREAM, A VOICE SO WILD, IT HAUNTED MY DREAMS. ONCE UPON A TIME, I LIVED BENEATH A TREE OF LIME. THE PLACE FELT ANCIENT, LIKE A GREEK SHRINE, YET EVERY NIGHT TURNED TO HORROR'S STAGE, A CHILLING STORY IN EVERY NEW PAGE. MAYBE THAT'S WHY, I FOUND THE COURAGE TO FIGHT AWAY. - PRERNA DIWAN

It was the time when  Nature itself was catching fire. I wonder—was this earth a lie?   Even nature longed to burn to ashes,   While trees crumbled in their clashes.     It was the time when   Nature itself was catching fire.   Everyone packed to leave the city behind,   Yet a few stayed, clinging to its essence,   Dreaming of a world they could somehow design.     It was the time when   Nature itself was catching fire.   People and animals lost their homes,   Their dreams were set on fire,    It was like they were punished for living,    Some were burned with it, others ran away                                                                             ...