why science cant be a liitle poetic and fun...the same run of the mill job and study the same generations old crap of fluid mechanics...gotta see mountains...
"with some chilled mountain air in my lungs
and a good bed to sleep..
i wish to spend my sem holidays without any weep.
tryin to sleep as my mom lulls me ,
and wonderind why cant it rain in Delhi,
its me ..or shayad its we..made clouds angry..
and yes..see..the big neem tree in my window agree "
this poem dedicated to Rain in the Mountains....
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everything can poetic sweetheart..
the thing which make difference is the way we look upto things...
even the water falling from a tap is poetic..
so so so...
try to find poems around you in simplest things of life....
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