Drizzling make me shy
Feeling covered with sky
The thought comes back
Wondering for their sack
Their picture with epiphora
Like landmarks of Alora
They're just synonyms of beauty
To pain nature - their duty
But all convictions in vain
As field's crop in extreme rain
© Pamesh Kumar
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