Jungle - a poem

jungle poem Aarush  Aarush Misra / April 11, 2020
52 words ; 1 minute read

2019 July @ Bangalore

A land of leaves
And magnificent beasts
Live with grace
In a Happy place
The JUNGLE is the best place.

Where tigers growl
Squirrel squeak You’ll hear heavenly tunes.

Waterfalls roaring
Trees are clapping
Gentle buzzing in the stream
the forest my home I will never leave it.

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