Amidst the flooding
downpour
The meadows flush
like drains
While their furrows
are inundated
The slant of
the foliage is evident
A result of heavy
adulation from skies
Like the praise
of a fascinated lover
Fills the beauty
with an unfounded vanity
Somewhere in
this unrelenting splurge
One wrinkled
hand trembles to stretch
But fails to
raise his empty coffers
These are my
dreams and desires
Buried deep into
the soil of my soul
Whereas the earthen
pot is indoors
Some outrageous
drops from heavens
Fly in the blowing
breeze to tip toe
And spray upon
my parched veins
A little before
they shrivel and fall
Moistened by
the dampening drops
And now eager
to die without a rustle
Anxious to touch
the falling drops
Bound to the
ground I never shook
Waiting in the
desert amidst an oasis
Like a cloudless
sky lost in a sprinkle dry
The timid efforts
of a hesitant mind.
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