The poem is based on the prompt ‘Bridge’ given in NaPoWriMo Blog.
Day 28
The Fountain, The Cloud & The Bridge
A long lost cloud
Touched the top mountain
Wishing to rain
On this precious fountain
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Easy as it seemed
The memoirs of love remained in the heart
The sky became limited
Only the royal bridge could reach to the crust
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A bridge
That could associate two loved one
A bridge
That could connect the chanter
A bridge
That could enhance the possibilities of random outcome
A bridge
That could lead the history on memorandum
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On the deep valley, under thousands of stars
The fountain is still waiting to be filled again
And within the miserable lane through the sky
The cloud is still looking for that bridge to rain!
