I prefer to be thirsty,
With no water in the river,
Not a drop in Ocean ever.
Let there be no more rain,
No more pain.
I am ready to accept death,
The death without water.
But not this death on every occasion,
It rains and brings pain.
True that I don't feel much today,
But this rain has the power,
To revive memories.
Off course less good and more bad.
It's easy to stay out and cry in.
Dedicated to the pouring rain within.
Thala Abhimanyu Kumar
Dated: 02/06/2020
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