Struck by summer
The thirsty earth awaits the rain
To get drenched
in freshness again
To blossom and forget the pain
To live the life
pouring down as million drops of rain...
Withered and tattered... reduced to
nothing
Lifeless... bakes the earth in search of something
Sees a
sign through the cloudy skies above
Finds itself riving and now
breathing
Like it has waited for years yearning
It bathes itself and smiles to the
rain..
It came down for her and washed her pains away
It came down for
her... This Rain...
Nice Pradnya!
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