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Assalamualaikum wa rahmatullahi wa barakatuh... Poetry is what happens when your mind stops working , and for a moment , all you do is feel...😌

Nature

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by momo_ikram333

by momo_ikram333

When it rains and then sunshine falls on our foreheads.

The dew drops on the greeny leaves and the soggy wood of the big branches...

The chirping noise and the bird's little voices.

The calm , silent, clean little pond
That gives water for the animals living in their homes..

All Area covered with trees and doesn't let the sunshine falls on the leaves.

The crispy noise of leaves when I walked..
Standing on the pond stone I would like to scream..

I feel so good enjoying the bird's singing and the small insects with their voice ringing..

_ mohammadi❤️

A.N ( plz igonre my grammatical mistakes .
I was in 6th when I wrote this .. my first
Ever poem😌)