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Rainfall After Rain
Drop got dropped,
Formed inside a rain.
Thought the way about,
And a possible aim.
Praying also chanted
For getting along pure.
Lake to get blended,
Making itself secure!
Worry is getting fears
May for a junk yard!
The crushed facing years
Weeping along a mirror.
Reside presence beneath
On upon leaf alone.
Deeply taking a breath,
Waiting another cyclone.
Wind gusting along,
Clattered leaved pines!
Shook trees among,
Making moments divine!
Tiny got shined,
Got a running hand!
Kept it carefully aligned,
Enlightening us as friends!
Copyright ©
Puneet Shukla
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