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Down comes the rain

Think things through,
Meditate and contemplate too,
Walk through the falling rain,
Bring down the rain...

Let those sky tears wash away yours
And caress your face,
None will probably notice
In such cloudy surroundings;
Down comes the rain...

Chased the waters,
Taken by winds;
The currents glide along,
The rivers go on;
The mists explored,
The fog engulfed,
The clouds roared,
Lightning flashed,
The torrents flow through;
Down comes the rain...

Raindrops on our skins,
White whispers at our ears,
Shaded hazes silently passing by,
Dancing by torrential scapes,
Shouting by blue hushes;
Rushing waters falling by,
Body drenched,
Water clutches;
Looking up, eyes clenched or blurred,
Meditating, thinking, contemplating,
Reflexions of life;
Waters allured or quenched,
All left is an uprising...

Think things through,
Walk through the rainfalls,
Let such waters wash away your torrents,
Let them caress and grasp you;
None will probably notice,
In such stormy ambience;
Either stay, depart, drown, die,
Or act, proceed, swim, wonder and live...
Because down come the rains...

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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