August 23, 2011
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 the block now……. 😉