Press your face against the window pane
and listen to the pitter-patter
of the raindrops
Carve your name on the misty window
and look through the clear glass
at the raindrops
Watch the streams trickling down
and watch your name dissolving
in the raindrops
Open the windows wide
and spread out your hands to feel
the raindrops
Go, run, stand in the balcony
lift your face and feel the touch
of the raindrops
Look at the rivulets, the natural drains,
the streets overflowing
with raindrops
Get washed, get fresh, get lost
in the memory lane, travelling
with the raindrops...
1 comment:
Good one..
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