The drops of dew shining like stars,
on the flower imparting a spark;
Spark of freshness, spark of joy,
Spark of serenity, spark divine;
Enthralled with calmness of the world,
't was formed hearing mother's lulls;
Formed when the darkness ruled,
n' moon shone bright in night's cocoon.
Drops of dew, so fresh, so pure...
on the grass, shining like pearl on gold;
May this freshness envelope the world,
spreading bliss and unconditional love;
When this world was deep into sleep;
Mist formed to welcome the refreshing morning.
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yaar shef..nice one ..specially d transformation from early hours of nite to sunrise.....grt
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ReplyDeleteI liked your aesthetic sense:)
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