Crowded clouds ..brown blackish ..
                                                      bigger smaller ...grey whitish .

Peeping down with lightning r
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                                                           seeds wakeup to grow in grain.

Birds are humming top on trees ..
                                                   saplings swinging gentle breeze.

My heart wish to drench sing n play..
                                                  feet naturally start to sway.

Every one forgot stature..
                                                 wish to play in lap of nature.


                                                       ­                                *deovrat - 28.07.2014