Monday, August 5, 2013

Have you seen those stars after rain?

Have you dear
Perchance
Seen those stars
After this rain...
They are so happy
Fresh
Mixing playing talking with those cloudlets...
Whitish faint they their holiness trace,
Have you them seen
This blessed songy gyrating evening?
How they have all come out to play...
As if they
Are having a playful hide n seek
Of a game...
Have you seen them, my lovely dame?
This evening,
How they sing as if born fresh
Bathed by this rain...

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