The sky is always layered with dark clouds
Rarely any ray comes out;
Though many nights they keep pouring,
The clouds are jam packed
For years together...
A thin silver lining strikes through
All the gloom fluffs started falling
And a beautiful ray of sunshine
Peeps out with the joy
The sky grows brighter day by day
Where does the silver line come from?
Why does it strike so strong?
Know not the answers...
It was around for a short while
It has faded away now
But until it strikes:
The sky has never seen or heard
Any fighter jets flying through it
Now, whether it rains or shines
Fighter jets keep on roaring...
Every silver line leaves a fragment
That the sky would carry on forever!
It was around for a short while
It has faded away now
But until it strikes:
The sky has never seen or heard
Any fighter jets flying through it
Now, whether it rains or shines
Fighter jets keep on roaring...
Every silver line leaves a fragment
That the sky would carry on forever!
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