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Rains !

Rains !

Precipitation, Droplets of Water Falling under the effect of Gravity from the water body called Clouds. This phenomenon is classified as Rains. Is it so simple? Is it just water?

Don’t know Why the thunder ignites the flashback engine, Why the dark clouds bring in loneliness realization?

The lightening seems to be the mockery of Gods on me, as if Zeus himself laughing and saying


“I gave you a Life to make a million Lifetimes, you buffoon slaughtered it with expectations, egos, ethics, values, dearness, foes, & greed.”;

Each drop a electron ion carrying with it the moments; When I expected and crash landed.. When I jumped to fly but found no wings, When I wanted to stand but found no ground. Every moment, When I was somebody and sometimes nobody but never Me. All those moments that I wanted to be; for I could never dedicate myself in the Endeavour.

Yet I find myself at peace when it rains, for I let it pierce through me. As if allowing it to wash away the leaves of the Gaya, which reside inside me holding the tender sections. Yet I find peace in thee for it seems to be the tears that I couldn’t shed, for times I could shout out loud, for times I couldn’t fight… The droplets, thunder, lightning seem to do that for me.

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