Rains
They have something special in them.
Those gardens turning lush green.
That crystal dew drop on tip of those rose petals.
The chims of raindrops.
The whimsical aroma arising from the wet lands.
That novelty surrounding us.
The fragrance of those good vibes surrounding us.
And,
the happiness is to be that kid again who plays in rain, Again!
Forgetting everything.
To,
The girl who is lost in deep thoughts.
Birds Chirping when that dew, drops.
Rains,
Yes, they do have something special in them;
In memory of that one day, she enjoyed in rain,
leaving behind the chaotic world.
Rains...
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Like rains, the poem too has something special to rejoice at. What a breath taking landscape! Thanks. Those gardens turning lush green. The whimsical aroma arising from the wet lands. Yes, they do have something special in them;