Rhapsodical rain

rain2I lay myself on the soft green grass

Closed my eyes and let a sigh pass

With the sky as blanket and clouds my pillow

I revelled in the moment under a willow

Just then the first drops wet my bare skin

My parched pores drenched in the sin

Blissfully my soul swirled like a mystic

Prancing around like a rhapsodic psychic

A drug induced ecstasy overcame me

Wonder if this is what the monsoon is meant to be.

 

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Author: Meera

penning my thoughts, sharing my experiences and having fun finding hilarious moments in life.

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