Author: Pooja Bari

  • The Rain

    The rain pours and soothes my soul,
    The flowers bloom and leave a shine,
    The dewy petrichor emanates.
    I stroll to experience the life droplets of magic,
    So sublime.

    I feel so delighted,
    The turmoil in my mind settles,
    The wind kisses my skin,
    It blows through my head and takes away all the gloom–ridden thoughts.

    I can feel the thunder and lightening say ‘Be Potent’,
    I feel so happy and relaxed,
    Away from this world,
    Only me and my thoughts still running in my head.

  • The Rain

    The rain pours and soothes my soul,
    The flowers bloom and leave a shine,
    The dewy petrichor emanates.
    I stroll to experience the life droplets of magic,
    So sublime.

    I feel so delighted,
    The turmoil in my mind settles,
    The wind kisses my skin,
    It blows through my head and takes away all the gloom–ridden thoughts.

    I can feel the thunder and lightening say ‘Be Potent’,
    I feel so happy and relaxed,
    Away from this world,
    Only me and my thoughts still running in my head.

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