BORROWING

BORROWING”

Away from world of noices and vices
Surrounded by mist of beautiful daybreak
Steering through the light rays
Of the woods under the new sun
Feeling the drops, falling from the leaves
Chilling winds, shearing the sleeves
Listening to the birds leaving from nests
Feet crushing the dew, delightful the mind
Vanished conflicts, spread is blanket of peace
Seems seeds of happiness, sown all around
Me being standing, came all along to borrow
For sowing them among the people of land
The land wretched by wars and voilence

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