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Rain

Oct 30, 2024
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Updated: Jul 11, 2025

By Abhineeta Chandrasekar


Nothing in this world is constant

Amidst some of which thrive to be

Running through pages of God’s crazy games

Which prove to be constant beyond ages

Up in the sky, lives the family of cloud fathers

Owning their precious slender raindrop daughters

Young boys on land having love for these lustre ladies

Earning vapours as their returns for their hardwork

Vapours given as gifts to clouds for their daughters

On the land, then happens a grand wedding

Lightning and thunder guests blessing them

And I am enjoying this ceremony with my umbrella...


By Abhineeta Chandrasekar



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