Sweet Days Of Breeze Poem by Binod Bastola

Sweet days of breeze

Sweet days feeling is vapourying from heart: in the form of cloud up up from my life,
Mist of it before she drizzle in my life again in the form of rain,
I loved it the way she touched my life: i loved it,
Makwish me!
Mourn without sadness,
She will rain you in your life: she will take all the pain,
Tis just the nature of life-in an un- natural way fly from my corner of the bay,
Tis not over, tis just out of my reach,
Waiting for the same breeze!