Mist

MIST

POEM                                                                                                                 

Mist is thick and unseen.
There is mystry and history.

Mist is cover of our past.
Mist is myth.

Mist is history.
It is mystry.

It hides reality.
It is white snow.

Mist is gist.
It has painful reality.

It has melancholic life.
It hides real world.

Paiyun -7,Hile, Parbat

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