Here Cloud Touches
The terrible turns of the
serpentine roads keep your
heart beats throb as drum.
To live or not to,
your fate has started tossing.
Below is flowing the river as
a sea-green thread with boulders
with sharp heads..........
To stay or leave, whispers
fate along the green darkness
of the trees!
The hide and seek of the
sun and the cloud allows
rain to fall on the ground.
Suddenly cloud touches you,
and rain wets your face.
soon, the sun shines brightly,
to soothe your cold, wet clothes.
The wild flowers, plants dance
smilingly for you.
Meghalaya, the residence
of the cloud, tells you,
the story of, sunshine
of cloud, and rain mystery!
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