Rain-Drenched Hair
RAIN-DRENCHED HAIR
As the melting clouds descend on you,
and its luster flows on strands of ebony,
why rave rapture drenches, you’ve no clue.
As the melting clouds descend on you
the setting sun's beam spreads surreal hue,
pristine pearls cascade as carillon of symphony
as the melting clouds descend on you,
and its luster flows on strands of ebony.
April 5, 2019
Copyright © Subimal Sinha-Roy | Year Posted 2019
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