Echoes of Nature's Symphony

The Very Morning,
The birds chirping in the eaves,
Is the loveliest cadence to bring out our essence
The orange-colored circle that shows up from hills,
Is the ones which alongside us for the whole day
The climate of the campus,
Is so capricious that it is invincible for any
When the weather gets angry,
Throws away anything it strokes
The Heaven touching mountains,
Is calling us to reach its top
Those milky and pure clouds,
Are erratic when they show off their emotions
The mesmerizing campus ponds duo,
Is filled up with love of the alma mater
When the monsoon cries,
Sky portrays mercy for it by varying tones
The magic that makes the clouds walk,
Do Grab every pictaker's attention
The soothing effect of the calm wind,
Make us asleep acting like a destresser
The white colored circle that hides behind heaven,
Is the ones which abides by us for the lonely night....