Through the Streets Forlorn

A rain that felled in a rhythmic beat washed away our muddy feet rain frogs croaking beside the pond has drone so as the violent rain has gone; drenching each tiny leaves of oaks reminding us of a wedding vows the rain has gone,silence the night has worn. we are moving ahead to the port of call holding hands with a shivery breathe ahead and ahead through the streets forlorn.. Written by, Rekha Antony