Twirls of dust spraying around...
Yellow dry leaves merry go round...
Adorned with freshness...
Leaving me breathless...
Oh! What is to come?
So much to fathom...
The swollen raindrops...
Adorn the treetops...
They smell of change...
All set to exchange...
Love for fear...
Trust for despair...
And it rained....
Rinsing away the pain...
Showering in a welcome change...
And it rained...
Great piece..full marks...if u get chance do hear the song "But it rained" from Parikrama (Indian Band).
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