Poetry

Unseasonal Rain

The rain drops are saying something
Bringing a new life to the earth
Like pearls falling from the sky. 
This unseasonal rain
Giving you a sense of being alive
Small droplets
hitting self-sustaining leaves,
Shining and smiling in my palms
Erasing the heat of the scorching sun from my heart.
Awakening the lost love
Soaking up barren hearts and lands
Reminiscing memories from the past
Helping me find what is left to gain
And
Impelling to strive again and again
Till I don’t acquire that what I starve for.

@Maya

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