Tales of tale with Nitesh

THE WIND OF AUTUMN                   (WHO SHE IS) AUTHOR NOTE :- The poet has written this poem for a woman, appears to be a reflection on self-empowerment and staying true to one's identity. Poet encourages  her to be like the wind in autumn, rare and distinct, and to be a self-blooming flower with pure fragrance. It emphasizes the importance of not letting external influences and vulture tear her away and fade her's inner light and individuality. and ensure her to be there for her when needed . The poem urges her to remember her worth and not wither for the expectations of others. It suggests being a free, untouchable spirit and letting one's shine make a difference to others                                   ✍️Nitesh POEM she is the wind of autumn blowing rarely at spring will she is the the flower  blooming out for herself Remember who you are Petals with the purest fragrance never let the sunshine fade you away you are the sunshine yourself. Other may look for you yo

  WINDOW NEXT DOOR                (FROM THE ROOF TOP)  POEM AUTHOR NOTE: Every day in the evening, I sat on the rooftop watching and wondering the amazement of nature. Every day, a young bird flies away on the hill,amazed by its beauty and the stories it carries. I always wonder from which farland it must be from, where she is heading, and where she will end. I wonder if the bird is returning to her nest after a long hustle, lost on her way, and trying to find her loved ones and her home. Who knows, I wish I could help the bird find her home,but like you, I also cannot do anything; I just can pray for her safe return,watching from far away, wishing. So this poem is about the bird I gaze at every day, flying overhead, trying to return her lost home POEM: ✍️Nitesh  From the west of my home The wind that blows east ;drift whistling through the window,young mocking bird  radiant and as fresh as daisy ;a heart's rift On the dusky evening,i lie on the rooftop Watching misty hill,wonderin