the first raindrop falls
on my face, gently rolls
dissolving all the worries
that the future carries
like the wind thoughts flow
in the sky, self assured
tranquil,
the pristine white clouds glow
resurgence,since long allured!
rainbow beckons,
as the mind reckons,
it longs to live, to dream,
to get drenched
in the mellow Shravan rain....
in the distance, at the horizon,
shiny silver beams, crackle
a mystic smile spreads,eyes sparkle -
as unto solitary dark clouds, lightning engulfs!

Poems are the best way to break the writer’s block………there’s definitely a crack in theΒ block now……. πŸ˜‰

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