by Binu
(Cochin)
I am just bit of cloud
drifting along the path of wind
going to time where fate destine me to take
You were a mountain on my path
who took me by my hand and stopped me on way
i rained on to you my happiness
of finding a companion and made you fertile
and you become rich with streams and green life
and in time left
me free to be drifted by the winds
on the path of time
dried out and alone
and i realised you were a mountain
and i was just a silly cloud
one of which rifted you buy
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