Those hidden drops
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Those hidden drops
My eyes were gathering over the vale,
Where I saw the sky had dressed in rags;
It had almost lost its azure flags
Those broken clouds, asudden, in a gale
Became pensive and looked weary
And their fabricated face seemed dreary
Oh! they lost their pride and vanity,
When they went astray from their sanity
But a wind tearing them asunder
And the rumbling sound of thunder
I can hear over the brow of the hill-
As their lamentation,but their pale eyes fill
Those hidden griefs as drops of rain
And that flowing throu' the lashes of my pain
Where I saw the sky had dressed in rags;
It had almost lost its azure flags
Those broken clouds, asudden, in a gale
Became pensive and looked weary
And their fabricated face seemed dreary
Oh! they lost their pride and vanity,
When they went astray from their sanity
But a wind tearing them asunder
And the rumbling sound of thunder
I can hear over the brow of the hill-
As their lamentation,but their pale eyes fill
Those hidden griefs as drops of rain
And that flowing throu' the lashes of my pain
VIPINS PUTHOORAN
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