desires, unfulfilled

Beneath the silvery moonlight,
Lonely, near the wall stands she,
Oh! that's me.
I forced myself to read these books,
But soul enjoys, the velvety looks
Of the moonlit lamp, shining stars,
Autumn leaves and withered flowers
Amazing is autumn,
Amazing its essence.
Sans the fragrance
Of flowers and leaves, rests the fragrance of peace.
The river flows in wilderness,
But my soul left the chills of ambition behind,
To live the warmth of serenity and its kind.
It is not all about a soul
Or a body but me as a whole,
I wanna watch beyond dissatisfaction
And did it just now- with this action;
Even without the green and other colors,
The nature seems to convey to its lovers
That if you remove these covers
Of materialism and desires,
You would watch how beautiful
The soul looks when it acts plentiful
In the way it has always wanted-
Right and in the light of truth,
Believing in the might of the right.