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Raindrops by Kunjal Saraswat

Raindrops

Kunjal Saraswat

Raindrops shine under warm lights.

I notice it for the first time

As I sit here—

Two hours deep

Into this night

With the rain.

Well, not just the rain.

It brings its companions:

Thunder,

Lightning,

Showers,

And storms.

Tonight, it’s a stormy rain.

The wind is wild,

And the glass of my balcony shutters

Shudders under its weight.

I sip my coffee

And keep penning my poetry—

This one is about sorrow,

About giving up,

About the reality of life:

Death.

Behind me, the music swells.

The rain’s pattering grows louder,

And the glass keeps trembling.

My window

Is not strong…

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