My eyes are so tired
sounds of heavy rain
Smell of drained motherly soil,
Occasionally light song of crickets
Blowing Brèeze full of existence
Of my favourite flower,Spider lily.
Let me feel like
I am back in my old days.
My eyes are so tired
sounds of heavy rain
Smell of drained motherly soil,
Occasionally light song of crickets
Blowing Brèeze full of existence
Of my favourite flower,Spider lily.
Let me feel like
I am back in my old days.