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Rain Mania

Rain Mania

No cold air from many days;

My words fail, thoughts dry up, vision goes blurred

I yearn for sprinkles of your emotional rays

My parched soul only gets moistened with your touch

My every pulse-beat-vein is addicted to your drizzle

I wish I could tell you how like the rain you are to drench my mind-soul

Crystalline, your touch, sensitizes my tormented shore

That generates millions of waves,

And intoxicates me for some moments.

Spirits rise mine, bathe in your galore grace

My throbbing heart swings That I yearn since long for rhapsody

The wet moments rejuvenate the barren space

Showers of the console I get in your gracious custody

Incomplete I am without your divinity

I wish you paint the rainbow on me till eternity

Pooja Mandla

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Written by Pooja Mandla

An educator by profession but a word weaver by passion. She likes to enjoy little things in life, not waiting for the bigger ones to come her way.ย  She had done her graduation in the medical stream but often was lost in the literal beauty of words. So after graduation, she studied literature and did her MPhil in English. She believes that the secret ingredient for spreading happiness is writing. So, whenever her energetic kids permit, she expresses her thoughts in words. Writing keeps her going and has given a new shape to her life.

 

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