In the winds of mountains
There is an melody unknown
A place where all the memories have grown
Cold and Rosy breeze
Raindrops cling to trees
More to be faded memories
In the winds of mountains
There is a melody unknown
Echoes through the valley
A sound that is unheard
Of a beautiful bird
A bird flying so high
Till the length of the sky
Whenever I am in the city
My thoughts are same
Take me home
Were the wind plays
© Ananya mishra