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THE VULNERABLE UMBRELLA

Oct 1, 2022
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By A Satyalaxmi Harshita



In the season of rains,

Where you find all your clothes with mud stains,


All you want to go out and have some hot food,

Which electrifies you with good mood.





And here, your vulnerable umbrella helps you in it,

even though when it knows it will be HIT!

With less or more droplets on the canopy,

It keeps us protected inside with its nature of philanthropy.


It is very strange to believe that less are the creatures in the world,

who stand on you when the heavy wind shakes you up nbut they hold.


Just like the vulnerable umbrella is always open to attack in the strong breeze and storm,

Be a wild-fierce fellow in the human kind to face and perform !

Hey! Umbrella mere dost,

Come on, let’s go out in the rain and have some hot chai and toast.



By A Satyalaxmi Harshita




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