Armies of cotton scattered all over,
Breeze hustling with grasses to cover,
Clouds mobilizing to spill,
Birds communicating to feel.
Flowers hark the buzzing lay,
Harmony lies in the natures play.
Serpent in the realm needs to be killed,
Emotions in the brume needs to be healed.
Day 2
#NaPoWriMo
Nur Nazibur Rahman (c)