A very vague, obvious yet original thought struck my mind around midnight like a bolt of enlightenment from heaven. It goes like, “Every square is a rectangle but not every rectangle is a square; similarly all humans belong to the nature but not all what nature offers belongs to the humans.” A very simple statement though. But it carried enough weight to make me write on it.

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Poem/story about forbidden love.

Very short story about the end.

This article in form of poem clearly defines the animal ‘Rhinoceros’ and its features.

Spoken words about Extinct.

Tiding those nearly extinct, mixed intentions kinked, pushing reality to the brink.

Musing on the great, extinct behemoth that was the Woolly Mammoth.

No longer among us.

Poetry about time.