Forest Eyes

Ageless forests
Testimony to so much hatred!
Today I saw them
Bent, tired, wrinkled
Aging a little bit more:
Menacingly grey
Blinded by smoke
Of dying ashes
Choking on the dead
Burning trees wailing
In the distance;
They watch us closely
Waiting to strike
As vengeance stings
The forest eyes!

Forest Trail

Red dust gently stains
Vivid footsteps
On the forest trail
Our whispers are caught
In the canopy for eternity
Hanging as mist!
Glow worms flutter
In ethereal shadows
Leaves crunch below
Our feet, in a terrain
Dreamy, magical
Where lovers meet
Under the stars

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