Sunday, 17 July 2005


Drops of dew
Shimmer on the leaves as

Raging, pouring rains,
Cascading down the mountains
Like my love

Scorn, disdain
Shown by the enraging tempest
Soothes my heart

Wandering, meandering
Winds in the surroundings
Uplifting my spirits

Fall is yet to be
Leaves in the gust of wind
My thoughts soar with them

In split of a moment
during a long drawn breath
I inhale a fly

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