Dawn due drops
Strewn on meadow like pearls
Sewed on green sari
Gargling clouds
Spit wild on Earth
A tornado
Cloudy night
Lone star in sky
Odd beauty spot
Waxing greens, flashing
Hues and a draft of fragrance
Yeah! Spring has arrived
New leaves, budding reds
‘Its time ‘ cuckoo smiled, setting off
For a concert
I’m tired! says Sun
God! day-long ride in summer
Call the Moon
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