Crazy Minnal ❣️

  For some happiness is in marriage⁣ For some in finding love, for some in sex, for some in connection, for some in talks, for some in people, for some one who cares, for some its on food and dance, little chats and hugs, kisses and so on....⁣ ⁣ Dark clouds, night sky, the gazing of stars, winds of North, smell of rain, the cold hills, warm barks, twined roots, the rusty nest and the hanging tiny spider, damped leaves, humid breath,  mosses around throughout the path...⁣ ⁣ For her its all about wandering through woods, talking to the trees and birds without any destination, without anything to hold onto, untethered lost in wild and sing along bird chirps...⁣ ⁣ Bewitched by mother earth casting spells of love in her way and finding answers wherever she steps, listening to the woods, waving at red little foxes, the smirking crows not bothered her anymore ; with the wand in hand her territory begin.. ⁣ ⁣ Relationships are not meant for her, not for all and not for some of us, she...

  A Little Red Flower!!! ⁣ ⁣ Sun was about to set; Clock striked six ;⁣⁣⁣⁣ Clouds turned grey. Her eyes were Hazel,⁣⁣⁣⁣ With a little curl hair walking in the rain;⁣⁣⁣⁣ Where the sky pours, but not on her! ⁣⁣⁣ With the red little flower⁣⁣⁣ She jumps, dances and wanders like crazy.. ⁣⁣⁣⁣ Her shadow was gone like her smiles..⁣⁣⁣⁣ Waving at everyone where no hands waved her back! ⁣⁣⁣⁣ Mimicking cats and dogs and fighting with birds..⁣⁣⁣⁣ Sticking to the group where no one listens nor replies:⁣⁣⁣⁣ All she had was a red flower in her hand and continued to jump here and there. ⁣⁣⁣⁣ I saw her again, now on the terrace, gave me a company at the middle of the night. ⁣⁣⁣⁣ Five in the morning they were hided, ⁣⁣⁣ No one noticed, until the flower in her hand starts to wither! ⁣⁣⁣⁣ ⁣⁣⁣Why she wanders? ⁣⁣⁣⁣ Why she waving? ⁣⁣⁣⁣ Why she keeps waiting? ⁣⁣⁣⁣ Why no one listened or replied her back? ⁣⁣⁣⁣ With all those questions, ⁣⁣⁣⁣ walking in the street looked at the sky : ⁣⁣⁣⁣ Stars and the foot...