Rain Diaries.
The rain,
The clouds,
Adding the
melancholy,
Strikes on again,
Continuously.
The rickshaw-driver,
Drenched in sweat,
Abandoning the
passengers,
And his vehicle.
Seeks shelter from
the rain.
The foreman,
Constructing this
building,
Search for shade,
For his machineries,
Seeks shelter from
the rain.
The beggar women,
Who was just
recently asking,
"Sir, give me
few pennies"
Now hides inside a
vacant tong.
No longer needs few
pennies,
No longer worried
about-
Today's meal for
herself and children,
She seeks shelter
from the rain.
I see few students,
Me and them alike,
Running for the
shade,
Protecting their
books, notes and laptops,
Seeking shelter from
the rain.
And yeah,
There were few,
Who see the romance
in the rain,
Drenching in rain
with their beloved,
Unconcerned of the surrounding,
Indifferent of the
rain,
Heedless of the
filth,
Avail themselves of
Love,
Seek no shelter from
rain.
Enjoy Autumn.
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