Today when you told me peep out of the window
And gaze at the sunny roses and the cloud kissed azure
I wonder why my eyes were moist looking at the play of the vibrant moth
As the first drop from the sky hit the blazing soil
And the green shroud shone with pride
The brooks giggled and gurgled through the paddy
Did I try to find my abode hidden in the shrubs
Resting at the river bank……
I miss my haven...
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