When the rain gods decide all of a sudden to
shower their blessings on this end of the world (read it as
a parched desert..with all its due share of hyperboles!!!)
and when a overworked person has some few minutes of time
on her hands..with an unusually fast net speed...the result
lies behold !!!!!
oh the bliss of a drop
of the elixir of life
gushing down a parched throat
without a single strife !!
oh the bliss of water
murdering the leaping flames
like an all covering shroud
hiding all the mortal shames !!
oh the bliss of lightning
and deafening strokes of thunder
heavy showers striking the desert
nature's miracle or blunder !!??
oh the bliss of time
on your much worked hands
composing worthless prose
with equally worthless strands !!
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and the bliss of the parched leaf,
which slaked its thirst at the cloud's grief?
awesome hems...too good !!!
how about...
the bliss of the soaked land
fragranced by gods own hand
i think i shud give up poetry..hehe :p :p
he he..giving up poetry for good..,
after it is soaked in ur blood?!!oops..am in a bad mood!!;(
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