Beads That Heaven Dropped
The clouds forming
Beautiful shapes of love
In the blooming farms
Diamonds of rain drops
The better half of bright skies.
Phoenix of the dry marines.
The heaven crying ecstatically
Through the curtains of cloud
The shiny sober droplets of tears
Hushing the chaotic rays of sunshine
Embodying a loud rainbow of resurgence.
The sky is trickling
Crystal clear balls of adam's ale
Wetting the glossy tresses of trees
Pecking all the fur
Waking up the fragrance of the smooth mud.
The harmony of the rain drops
Sung by the enchanting sky props
The airy wind adding to the symphony
Swans proposing marry to me
Always a happy end in a happening rain.
Copyright © Sneha Mathapati | Year Posted 2022
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