• DECODING RAINDROPS •
The nimbus clouds readily impregnate,
large globules of raindrop tear down on earth.
Carelessly drizzling on barren paths ,
either of ignorance or of fulfillment.
Some sprinting along the window, few chasing the weary dust,
others emptying on warm earth .
From breaking the silence of leaves ,
to deluging streets, or nuzzling the petals,
to the odour of cylindrical croquettes from kitchen-panes ,
the raindrops remain in a camouflage.
Paper-boats, puddles, petrichors and outlandish umbrellas,
mellifluously the heaven melts upon the soil.
Crystalline balls drenching in love or concealing tears,
Some flow like a perennial river of memories,
and many leave watermarks on glass shelves.
They visit every corner , every spot and every stop,
Secretly blinking at the ones peeping ,
In harmony or melancholy the drops beam in.
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