Occasional congregation of the clouds

Grumbling at the despairing landscapes

Thirsty eyes frequently stares at the sky

Time has etched a difficult pattern

One cannot revisit the earlier moments

Aching hearts unburden fine feelings

Shallow craters do not hold much woes

Escapes maddeningly towards oblivion

Not that rainy days have arrived yet

Only the horizon looks threathening

Angry lightning annihilate unseen places

Long before one can gather the plans

It starts pouring with ominous intensity

Stepping away from these events

A retreat to the loneliest corner of life


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