Mist over high , In the mysterious way
Lying like a grass in the bright hot day
When I was walking with my Allies
And My pals or my Buddies
Nothing was clear and difficult to see
So cloudy so disturbing it seemed to me
Sun rays breaking the chain of cloud
Which increased the difficulty for the crowd
When I was walking in the peaceful routes
Falling Leaves like Beautiful parachutes
When I Woke up and saw that I had dreamt ,
looked up and down Then Right and left
Stood frozen for second till I was on track
till their was a glass of water and a splash !
Jul 4, 2015
Jul 4, 2015 at 7:12 PM UTC
Mist over high , In the mysterious way
Lying like a grass in the bright hot day
When I was walking with my Allies
And My pals or my Buddies
Nothing was clear and difficult to see
So cloudy so disturbing it seemed to me
Sun rays breaking the chain of cloud
Which increased the difficulty for the crowd
When I was walking in the peaceful routes
Falling Leaves like Beautiful parachutes
When I Woke up and saw that I had dreamt ,
looked up and down Then Right and left
Stood frozen for second till I was on track
till their was a glass of water and a splash !
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