The horizon of clouds,
Vapours floating in pride,
Kissing the hills,
In greenness the rainy drills,
Oh! Clouds please do not clash,
Do not sound thunderous & splash,
Drenching the greenery with rain,
Rain washed plants feel the fountain,
Dark linings & the smoky layers, .
Give a ferocious look & fears,
The rain wet feelings of bliss hood,
Gives the earth feel the rain in the woods,
The jungle dome breathing peace,
Wonderful feelings in solace,
Soul wishing to take a short nap,
Get engros
sed with ambient snap,
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(c) Akshaya Kumar Das
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