Friday, December 6, 2019

Bombay rain . . .! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

It's moody, trashy, dizzy, silly. The rain rains not always the same. Lucky not to be claimed. Niche but not nice. Pours on drain to drum, soars to sun. Sometime slow sometime run. Rendezvous on earth. Shy to be shied, dwindling on sky. Raise high & low without any flow. Shake you at night, make you yawn at daylight. Aside you sick on road & make you alive when you read. Gorgeous without gaze! All gain without pain. Reap grain, leap sane!

It roars without thunder. Round you circle & square. Bizarre at bay, not much clay. Mild not mad. Smells scent, views giant. Jungle starts walk towards road. Rhythm to dance with the setting sun. Relieves when cross the rush. Makes you crush to fun followers!

Paint the rain on the canvas of sky with color green dip the brush in blue. Spray it with brown. In the middle there is always hue!

It's a mirror of the city with lot of dignity! Have a nice time with blissful numb!

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