what they are all?
What they are all?Deep in the sky that is so blue
Lot and lots of stars in groups
Peeping through our house windows
Speaks many truth and calling me
The sun comes every day and goes
Out of sight in the evening
The moon comes sometimes with
Full round and disappeared one day
The sky remains same as ever
Not disappeared even once
Clouds of white in appearance
Clouds of dark in appearance
Comes about in the sky gives us
Rain to the earth
Oh... God what they are all
We call it nature
-AYYAN DJ- 6022011
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