downpour pouring drops of Saavan
The light focuses in the light of the shape
, the fantasy of the psyche in the beginning of the day.
Such insane mists didn't rain on the
water , water sprinkles showered, falling water falls.
Wings with beams, stretches of dissipated palm,
long fingers are wide twists.
The downpour of heavy cascade spilled
water from the mouth by pouring water on them.
Relinquish applauding while at the same time moving distraught,
Jhoom head neem shaking with satisfaction.
Harsingar cascades, Bela Kali rising second by second
The flying
child depressing with silly joy and the thundering thunder thundered in the cloud.
Singing joy while singing mesmerizing pranayatur hundred creepy crawlies in ur tone of downpour .
Delicate billows of mists shady with delicate trees.
The desire of the earth fills aching in the psyche.
What do some say the tone of the drops, the
distinction between the contacting and the contacting of the sparkling Rome!
Ebbs and flows on streams stream across the earth,
The edge of the hold twists, my psyche swings,
Come , every one of you encompass me and sing!
All individuals discover swings in the swing of the rainbow,
at that point return again throughout everyday life!