Drizzles in a sea we won't be able to see,
Guzzle like an animal when the food is minimal,
Buzzing like a bee towards an empty bay,
When life becomes dark towards a light's spark..
Gazing upon the sun when I'm alone,
Creation towards the creator's lawn,
Waving beneath the air as it's always there,
Just to catch it so atleast we can spare..
Rivers as they flow on this floor,
Mirrors as they look and flowers they grow,
Covers all the land, burrows and mountains,
Power it gives the man sometimes it makes him swollen..
Rattling in the land chirping like a bird - till the,
Whistling wind's roaring storm take me away,
As I know I will be lost with the mankind hope to see kind..
At the end I will be stuck as the poll covered by vine...
~#Kohulan.R
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