Under the mountains,
The leaves of the trees which bring colour to one's eye,
Small birds flying in the sky,
What a lovely environment,
Lost thoughts amidst the feel of cold weather,
A cup of hot tea,
A blanket enwrapped,
Heart full of tears,
I have kept everything handled,
I don't hear the screams of my heart,
I have started liking silence.
What complaints do I have against anyone?
More than the gatherings of people,
I have started loving nature,
The gift of pain people gave me,
I have forgotten that, nothing in remembrance,
Now I laugh with my green friends,
When I talk with birds,
When the smell of wind mixes with my breath,
I understand the real meaning of happiness.
