Let the pouring rain stop now abruptly to begin another day when I am longing for it.
Let the blowing breeze vanish without a trace to come back on a grey day of sepulchral.
Tell the sunny day to fade to make way for the dream laden gloomy night.
May the mind stop wishing and throw up the flurry of desires for the hopeless time.
Take away the fragrance of the flowers to ward off the odour of tears.
Me, me!!!
- Sepiamniac
- Madras, TAMIL NADU, India
- Not an outdoor person.. prefer to get buried beneath books, music and movies... has these strange philosophies about life that might puzzle you. At the same time, likes to live life. Loves simple people, especially those who veil their formidable knowledge behind humility (The poems here don't reflect my mind or anyone else's. Maybe, just a patch of what various people go through.)
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