Kash flowers swaying in their glory
The heart for the clear sky pines
But the air dries sooner, whites melting
The dew drops shine against the leaves felting
Sun-glow in the silver pre-winters in them shelting
The silvers speak to the winter grey
Asks it of the shy blooms lazing around
And the chilling layers letting grass fray
But the grey lets the way as the koels soon sing
The pretty spring in pink weaves lores in string
Trees smile letting flowery plumes in lawns swing
They smile at the summer's yellow
Telling the dreams of the sweetest fruits
Of lychees and mangoes, that never let a day be mellow
Slowly but surely, they lead to the days of rain
The green monsoons with the petrichor and sizzling corns reign
Clouds and sun play hide and seek,until it all repeats again
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