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Waterdrops to Rain
Felt the water drop on my nose tip
I scrunched tight..
My head and hands tilts
Towards the crying sky..
Slowly it drizzles and paints my glasses
All the organs in daze..
The sky looks calm and shapeless
They are all turning black achingly..
The smell of fresh water mixed soil
Blessing my smell sense..
All my senses are on fire at a time..
My wandering mind hugs the rain!
© HR
I scrunched tight..
My head and hands tilts
Towards the crying sky..
Slowly it drizzles and paints my glasses
All the organs in daze..
The sky looks calm and shapeless
They are all turning black achingly..
The smell of fresh water mixed soil
Blessing my smell sense..
All my senses are on fire at a time..
My wandering mind hugs the rain!
© HR
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