M. Asim Nehal Joy Poems

When the birds sing a song
And the wind flows along,
When the clouds become heavy,
I toss my thoughts merry.
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southern breeze gushes
spring of joy spread everywhere
two dancing flowers
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When the cuckoo sings a song
And the wind flows along
with the clouds, I toss my thoughts
On the silky amber sky -
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The sky, a canvas of pastel shades, a work of art,
a masterpiece of light and color, a joy to the heart.
the clouds, they dance and twirl, a playful sight,
a reminder of life's simple joys, a beacon of light.
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