While other people were fantasizing the pretty rainbow
Flawlessly dancing with the raindrops, hiding their tears
Spreading their aura of love,
Mixing their fragrance with that of wet soil’s,
Remembering the irreversed days with someone.
She was busy studying the sun’s act
Which was on a game of hide and seek with the clouds
Shining and helping others in visibility,
She could reveal the beats in her inner heart
Loudly and more loudly…
That scene was quite devastating
The blowing of air was so nostalgic and so were the scenes…
Strangely painful yet admiring and satisfying
Then who said hailstones are painful?
-Ruby Sapkota
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