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Mar 2015
Through the tender leaves
You make way for the giant
The tiny silver drops pouring from heaven
I catch a glimpse of your pious sight
Your splatter echoing in my heart
Hard to believe you created this magic
Silky and shiny like worth ecstatic
Though you blur my vision somewhat
I sigh a breath of peacefulness
Upon seeing you disassociate from the sky
When your crystalline water falls on my way
Your marvellous sound takes my breath away
Slowly you scatter and shimmer your presence
The world,itself being born at this time
For the rest your sight must be flying
But regarding me its simply immortal.
Monsoon Special :)
Ishita
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Ishita  India
(India)   
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