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Let's fall

 



Let's fall, let's fall, In the ocean of love,

Let's fall like water, from a cliff high above.

 

The clouds passing through,

With a thought of pour.

The rainbow winks from it,

With the colours so pure.

 

Hidden by mountains that stand so high,

Preserved by God, the gems so divine.

Cutting the clouds, with every single ray,

Lighting the path, a beautiful way.

 

Sitting on a cliff, watching the birds,

feeling the freshness of a silent waterfall.

The waters flowing in a rhythm of ecstasy,

Its all about the nature and love, that's all.

 

Written on 26-11-2016


This is an original work of the author and has been protected under the Indian Copyrights Act, 1957. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed or transmitted in any forms or by any means including copying, recording or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior permission of the publisher.

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