Feeling the lovely cool breezes Cracking jokes, can't hold sneezes Magical touchy scents the wind releases Healing the hearts, broken into pieces Drizzle drops splashing over the faces Aromas like jasmine savoured by the gazes Millions of things to enjoy if one traces So lost, just eyed the wet inked pages My pen aside, staring the lovely horse races Laughing, conversing like never in the ages Dancing the winds, roaming around places Gazing with smiles at what the rabbit chases
Weights off the chest, lying in solace ***** doltish thoughts all erased Humor spread in the roots of the heavenly place Just the perfect definition of a colourful space
Watery turf in palms with tight brace The period's short, no time to waste