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The Painful Tribute

Jan 11, 2025
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Updated: Jul 16, 2025

By Pooshika S


A pleasant day with gentle breeze

Made everyone’s day pass with ease

Dark waves of storm clouds gathered

With the daring resonance of thunder plundered


Though, she saw people running away

Her feet couldn’t take a step through the way

For she loved the downpour, her feet embedded

How to run away from a storm that once comforted you?


She still chose to dance beneath the pouring expanse

Aware, but nonchalant about the consequences

The piercing droplets danced on her skin

In return of the her sway of glide of her frame


By Pooshika S




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