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A Poem of Raindrops and You!
On this sweltering afternoon
When you knocked at my door
Didn't I accost you
And demanded of you,
'Why didn't you bring any rain? '
As if you were the rain maker
But there're many an instance
When in your arms,
Me and my precincts smelt of rain
How I regaled in the raindrops
Clinging to my skin, reflecting you!
'Hey, don't wipe them away...! '
I told you on those occasions
With the hope of harvesting them
On a sapping afternoon as this...
(28 jun 2011)
poem
by
Indira Babbellapati
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