Rains
Relentlessly the rains fall....
Like a brimming bucket's overflow...
Splashing in the process the things all...
Dry leaves...dry hearts...& dry sorrow...!
The clay regains the softest state...
Wet with water...soft with mud...
And the rains also rejuvenate...
The withering flowers & the ailing bud...
Thousands of umbrellas raised in unison....
Hide the heads...the inherent pain...
Despite the inconvenience & disruption...
Beneficial is the onset of rain....!
Copyright © Debasish Mishra | Year Posted 2013
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