Raindrops by Kunjal Saraswat
Raindrops Kunjal Saraswat Raindrops shine under warm lights.I notice it for the first timeAs I sit here—Two hours deepInto this nightWith 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 shuttersShudders under its weight.I sip my coffeeAnd 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 windowIs not strong enoughTo protect me.It…
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