Always A Thunder

satishverma

The nightingale was 
very sad. Nobody 
was taking a call. 



A scream would 
go unheard, when 
the floodgates are opened. 



The snake will not 
change the color. It 
will watch the Noah.

  • Author: satishverma (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 3rd, 2018 17:45
  • Category: Nature
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