Parched
On the barren sand grains of reality
The breeze of imaginations blows
It blows away the cobwebs
At my open doors
The smile of acceptance
On your eyes, your half a smile
Warms my heart
I rejoice
Sprinkle the seeds of greens
You casual do
For the next passing cloud to redo
The thirsty parched ground
Wetted by drizzle and sizzle
Raises the earthy smells anew
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~malinikadir
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