GLORY OF THE DAWN
It was nearly the dawn when you left
Reeples on the memory line were set
The scenery was as clear as sky azure
The cool breeze bathed the soul splendure..
Life is as wide spread as the vast sand bank
The morning sun is softer than its scriptured rank
Its texture it looks on the river's face
It smiles blissfully in the lap of hills with grace..
So cool is the climate, so cool is the sun.
It is more on the lake, all smile in a ton.
The sweetness is all over, let's enjoy with lust
In the serenity of the nature the boatman is lost.
@rights reserved.
BY SATCHIDANANDA MISHRA
It was nearly the dawn when you left
Reeples on the memory line were set
The scenery was as clear as sky azure
The cool breeze bathed the soul splendure..
Life is as wide spread as the vast sand bank
The morning sun is softer than its scriptured rank
Its texture it looks on the river's face
It smiles blissfully in the lap of hills with grace..
So cool is the climate, so cool is the sun.
It is more on the lake, all smile in a ton.
The sweetness is all over, let's enjoy with lust
In the serenity of the nature the boatman is lost.
@rights reserved.
BY SATCHIDANANDA MISHRA
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