My wishes all around floats like dust,
some trampled while some on my face.
Let the rain fall, if it really must
and touch those desires with a grace.
Why is it that the rain falls down?
It surely must have some desires too!
To engulf the earth like a gown
journeying from the skies for me and you.
Why does the thunder strike down,
which is born in a lump of cloud?
Comes blazing, roaring all over town,
showing its might on a fearful crowd.
Like love and anger, rain and thunder
travelling to earth from the skies.
So many desires reside yonder,
my heart's grip loosens as time flies
Prasenjit©1997-2021
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