Revive


18 Jun

Rainy days were usually

My black days

The sound on the roof

Was disturbing

For a troubled mind

The thud of the rain

Was the thud inside my brain


Now

The rain is not a bother

Its sound is music

I even sleep better

A gift of nature

Something

We all need

My garden is alive again

After the drought

When we see rain

Rising in the cylinder



20Feb
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