The melodious rhythm
in the water of that
fortunate lake

The touching quiver
surrounding the space
in the favourable sky

The heartbreaking harmony
surpasses the flow
penetrating the air

The sensational melancholy
hovers the spirit
striking the pulse

The endless music
floats across the sense
to stop the suffocation

The sinking song
never ever concludes
to get buried in the soul.

Mubeen Sadhika

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