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My first Sonnet....

Pre monsoonal rain in the hills.... Beginning of the year's first phase of rain....

Feel a walk with your lady, in the cold, dry winters along with cherry blossoms.

Opposite feelings....a lover's feel for his dead crush....

It refers to an empty bottle and a broken heart fearing to fall again...

Appreciation of life and the power of loneliness accompanied by a joint....

For the people who don't understand the difficulty and the beauty of my place.....

Here nature is described. How a shepherd describes his love and things around him.

Heaven I travelled, searching for peace I could have survived here much at ease.... Dwelling in peace all the time isn't possible for suffering is ..