Under the blue sky
on the roof
of my house
I sat.
listening to the
mixture of
bird sounds
and a train
far away.
Trying to write
a poem on the
sky and birds and
trees and nature.
Buzz, came the
sound from the
electric office
beside.
Signalling that the
power is back
which made the
speakers of the
temple go wild.
What does it does
oh! nothing
just disturbs me!
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