Friday, September 12, 2014

When it rains


Picture by: Shubhanshu Singh

Little drops,
They kiss the ground
Making a pool,
As they fall round

The sound of it,
When it rains
Eases for that time,
If ever there are pains

The heart,
It gets into a rhythm
All the dreamy dreams,
Line up in a tandem

Some solitude,
I look for
 As words come up,
  On heart and its war.

 -Srishti

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