Barren mountain is standing still
longing for some one since ages
to come and play the music
on the top of hill so as to spread
the melody miles away, ask the cloud
to come and listen for a moment
to make it green with vegetation
when the seed of wild flower will sprout
and will blossom under moonlit night
making embracement moon will realise
the warmth, sing the madrigal
then will ignite the cloud
to drizzle the ecstasy; make the earth
free from all perdition.
ramesh rai
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