Tuesday, 7 July 2015

Rain

It rained.
It rained that day
Before the proud sun.
It rained heavily.

Very often
When the sun snaps
Life from the tree-tops
It rains profusely.

Blame it.
I do blame the sun
For doing it to me.
For making it rain.

Who knows
When one would
Be so drenched again?
When it may rain?

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