Out among the thunderous rhymes
Flows the nectar that shines
In the little letters of aqua hue
Drops the heaven it's lively chimes
The gush and gloats of the narrow breeze
Falls atop the cresty hills
Singing slow the songs of mood
Whistling the announcement of the gods of monsoon
Thus he rises atop the shrouds of clouds
Lifting the veils that sounds out loud
Garnering the sound he lets a shriek
Sending clifts torn into the heart of hills
And yet again flows the force
Raging against the scorching foes
The pace of conjurer hits the mark
Humbling trees that from seeds embark
Pacing the ravages of the earth, its love
It sparks in the heat of unison
And yet again as it calms in tears
over the ones whose loss it feared
It stands atop the sun and the stars
Leaving alone the colourful mark...
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| thankyou for the pic |
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