By Maya Mohan
A cool breeze hugs me tight,
to feel it's love and might!
With no fame and form, cares me the most.
It's my love!!
Blooming flowers, gave me wings,
to touch those heavy cottony clouds!
Quills follow Beethoven's path
as they hear the beats of stream!
Peacock dancing to the clouds,
ah! what a sight it is to behold!
Green leaves whispers - "you, still a child" -
that always puts me on a high.It's my love!
No words to express this language of the heart!
Oh !! mother nature,"my heart is filled - calm and quiet"!!
It's my love!! I love to call it my silent love!!
By Maya Mohan
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