There was news to Saiswala cloud bin Barsha
Sawan came but did not rain
Thinking that the rain is bad
All the rains of the rain drank upside down.
Rain is raining in your house
The sign of innocence which we showed up
Flooding around Abrams
Free rain shower
We wished that in the rain
In their own solitary dreams are burnt.
The chest in the chest is like a lily
I crave the rain of your grace
