What is better than sleep is peace.
Wake up, be in peace,
If there is joy in the heart.
A little smile is the beginning of peace.
The crow will call, the wind will shake the leaves.
And flocks of birds run and fly
Will wake up the surroundings.
Light says look for a little,
Life is unique if you find it.
midday; start..
The smell of wet rain in the air!
The rain is pouring down,
Playing a melodious tune.
My vision is in the sky
Desires all match the wings!
Beyond the limits...
Somewhere far, far away
In the courtyard of your mind.
About the Creator
Md. Shakil Khan
Don't Trust People,
Who Tell You Other People's " SECRET"
TRUST ME.
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