Rain Rain Rain Poem by menash mohan shrestha
Rain Rain Rain
Oh Rain.
Free fall of heaven's tear.
Your terminal velocity imparts kinetic
churning to my emotions.
Oh Rain,
with knives and daggers you fall.
You charge my brittle thoughts.
And cure the agromania of summer leaves.
Oh Rain.
I ogle you.
When you forms bubbles in the potholes of my avenue.
Brusting when they coalesce to unite.
Oh Rain.
I hate you.
I hate that you remind me of those days of past.
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