Whispers of Rain
Whispers of Rain When you loved the rain, To be seethed within To let the ripples dance, On your skin of tender valour And the curves of the menace. When you loved the rain, Yearning for the warmth Of petrichor and moss Just to be soaked In love and in love. The songs nestled with the waves in your hair, Shivering hands that held your breath It was never meant to set you free. Each breath a prayer, you begged to stay. Yet it left you parched awake, Dreary, vapid and brittle to take. To love the rain, it left you bare, To be loved by the rain, will forever be cared. Riddhi Chakraborty
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