Starts with the cool wind and the drizzle flows down The heaven turns into grey can you hear the cloud burst loud? wondering where it came from and why and yet we lay on the grass, gazing on the sky.
he said; Hey! see the drench green layout and hear the sprinkle falls around, I looked here and there, and no one to be found, wondering why did he say that and why and yet we lay on the grass, gazing on the sky.
In between the green, along with the big cut down trees, while the teeming street and the lawn spread out with dry shredded leaves, eyes met, and i swear they didn't lie, and yet we lay on the grass, gazing on the sky.
unending rain, thundercloud, remarkably beautiful hopefully this creates a huge leisure pool I chuckles and he sneeze, and with the cold breeze, we hoped we hold hands and fly, and yet we lay on the grass, gazing on the sky.
This is a poem regarding a day of me and my love with the nature