In
nature's delight,
I stood,
lit in wonder.
With a
swollen heart and
A
disguised veneer.
While
driblets of water,
Falls
from my rooftops
And dissolves with the
Flooded land;
My mind reeks of the putrid soul I bear!
My hands do tremble,
And my eyes do see.
While it
rains in rhythm;
Non
rhythmic is my
Heart
of obscure sorrows.
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