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On seeing the first norwester of this year
Oh! the sky has cried again,
After baring a lot of pain,
Aye! this is the summer rain,
Something great we will gain;
Some new lives will birth,
On our this mother earth,
In the chest of our greenery,
Farmers will be free from worry;
She is shedding her special tear,
As it is the first again,
Of this brand new year,
After a bunch of pain,
Some will again learn to stick,
The pieces of their life,
They will forget what is weak,
And will learn to demolish strife,
She had wept her fill,
After the grief— unlimited,
From her eyes, above the hill,
And above our head,
It's raining hours and hours,
From the uncountable eyes,
Which are causing these showers,
Floating in the skies,
I, admiring this landscape from the window,
Keeping my head on the pillow.
#first norwester...
© kuntal
After baring a lot of pain,
Aye! this is the summer rain,
Something great we will gain;
Some new lives will birth,
On our this mother earth,
In the chest of our greenery,
Farmers will be free from worry;
She is shedding her special tear,
As it is the first again,
Of this brand new year,
After a bunch of pain,
Some will again learn to stick,
The pieces of their life,
They will forget what is weak,
And will learn to demolish strife,
She had wept her fill,
After the grief— unlimited,
From her eyes, above the hill,
And above our head,
It's raining hours and hours,
From the uncountable eyes,
Which are causing these showers,
Floating in the skies,
I, admiring this landscape from the window,
Keeping my head on the pillow.
#first norwester...
© kuntal
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