Dreadfully weedy to tap
The surface of still water;
Circular rings of waves
The surface of still water;
Circular rings of waves
May be looking like scar.
Neither feeling to jolt
The branch of a tree;
A bunch of falling buds
May be hitting like bee
May be hitting like bee
Nature seems losing its entity
Souring it off; an explosive identity,
Every molecule being uncooked
Borrowing an invalid beauty!!!
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