As mousse...blown...

This green...
With breeze cool blowing
As if flowing
Has its own life
Reaching to music
Poesy on rise...
As if monsoon like a lore
Opens the door...
Of a Meghdootam...
As mousse...
And me gets flown...
Blown...

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